Wonderland
I cut through The Grounds of Alexandria, moving a barricade to do so and then getting lost in wonderland. Every path ended in a wedding reception or another barricade. In the kissing booth a young woman stood stock-still holding a bouquet.
It was a relief to be back on Bourke Rd with a pink industrial sunset.
Last night’s excesses have now been walked off.
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