Still raining.
Pitch black.
Some fool walking with umbrella.
When it rains in Adelaide it means it's a mistake and it stops.
So dry.
So hot.
Moderator: Ian
schnapsie wrote:4pm CET. Dark night has descended like a black velvet ghost on the town, weeping sheets of rain onto the grave-cold tarmac. A lonely discarded bottle the medium and message, an act of felicious frivolity. The dying ember of resistance to the gray apathy and cold numbing boredom of a town without hope.
fish wrote: If only the bottle would go.

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