Melbourne: Verdon and Kenda

It’s been 4 years and it’s all changed. The gay bars are less gay, the city has less flies, it’s less hot and more grubby. The wind’s still there and so are K and V. They tell us they’re here until they wear their timber overcoats out of the city (Mark’s expression). We spend our days wandering the city, waking at ungodly hours and trying to remember what we liked about Melbourne. It’s a good place to do nothing, especially now the gay bars have gone.


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