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The rhythmic sound of cars driving down the road, the subtle breeze shaking the trees.
Leaves dance in the light wind, crashing against the car and falling, ultimately, to the ground. 230 more words


Places and Non-Places: The County Court of Victoria

The barristers gather along an oak table in front of the witness box, leaning back in their chairs, chatting about their disapproval of the coffee served by the café at the entrance of the County Court. 924 more words

County Court Of Victoria

Commuter train

It’s Thursday morning and I’m on a late commuter train to London. It’s an uninspiring affair. A gentleman just walked past, in his late fifties or so, SWEATING to be on this train. 331 more words

Creative Writing

Three Funerals. And A Wedding?

MY GOOD FRIEND, Kirsten, had a bad time of it in the run up to Christmas, even discounting her two month long sinus infection. Not only has her father been battling (and thus far, thankfully, winning) a rare, life-threatening disease for months but friends and relatives started dropping like flies. 1,331 more words


The alley

At the mouth of the alley, he broke stride to pause and light a cigarette. That always casts a bubble around you – lighting a cigarette – for a moment you can curl into a tiny world within your hand shielding the fragile flame from the wind. 238 more words

On the streets 9

The elderly gentleman sat in the fishbowl window of a bar. He wore the look of distant melancholy. There were strings of bright lights and loud, animated people behind him. 201 more words

On the streets 8

The Pride Parade wound through the streets like a river of exuberant joy. Dance formations were followed by floats blasting music out of oversized speakers. The gaps in between were filled out by groups of people dancing, strutting, marching along, waiving signs, arms, and hips. 341 more words