Sydney
Anna, Hugh, Christie drive by for a chance to meet. Claire itches to get out of her pants but the elastic holds.
Property owners round these parts can afford a little temperate rainforest in their backyards. 45 minutes from the CBD all they want to do is eat cake and save a little for justin. Here the bird whistle does not compete with rolling traffic nor trains nor buses. They protect their enclaves like first borns.
Chinatown excites me. The Sunday thrawl is overwhelming. The mix of street stalkers, Saturday night hangovers, the local traipsers, the penny pinchers, and tourists like ever. A bargain and an expense in one convenient location.
Residents adapt, mutancy shaping mutancy breeding amongst themselves. Take not of what is doen, never undo, but reinstall refresh and re-enliven.