tales from an ordinary world

2000-12-16

We kill time by walking around South Melbourne, and just as we're a hundred meters from the main road there's a familiar sickening thud as metal hits metal in the middle of an intersection. One car looks like it was in a very odd position. People seem ok. We move on, I feel bad standing there and staring, even from a distance.

Once more onto the balcony, watching the traffic below and the trees, the signs, the streets. Happy people.