beehive buried in sand = baklava = sandcastle soaked in honey
Sun showers. Dripping and heaps shiny. Everything so blinding because it’s wet as and reflecting the sun which is a big ball that’s on…
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There Is The Vague Memory Of Strike Bowling, Part 3
On the way to Strike Bowling they passed Albert Street where some council workers were taking down a “Peace, Love & Joy” sign. ‘Jesus…
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There Is The Vague Memory Of Strike Bowling, Part 2
Charlie recalled first meeting Claudia in Biology at the end of year twelve. They had been lab partners and were doing basic titrations. Claudia…
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There Is The Vague Memory Of Strike Bowling, Part 1
*read along with Oliver Mol…if you daaaaare* Charlie was standing outside “Strange Circumstances”, a new club in Brisbane that had modelled itself on Melbourne’s…
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