It's late afternoon in the summer of 1969. We are in the outskirts of Glasgow and Gabriele Basilico is holding a Nikon F, shooting a single roll of film. He is in a state of grace, although nobody might then have known that this roll was to mark Basilico's baptism as a photographer. He is struck by the Scottish kids, the terrains vagues, the 19th-century industrial archaeology. At the time he was just an architecture student interested in the British post-war new towns, in the social photography of Bill Brandt, but he had not yet shown a vocation for photography of his own. The volume, after Iran 1970 and Marocco 1971, completes the "Basilico before Basilico" trilogy.