Tag: kiama
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I’m Thinking Of Summer
I’m thinking of summer.
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Who Needs Filters?
Who needs filters when you have sunglasses?
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The Burning Intensity In Her Gaze
“Any fall from this height would certainly be fatal,” I said with a casualness that her response did not mirror. “So jump,” she whispered just loudly enough for me to hear. She turned toward me and the burning intensity in her gaze told me that her remark had been no parapraxis; she was ready to […]
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The Interminable Vibrations Of Hipster Capitalism
This story is part 4 of 5 of The Man From Kiama. She had soured on Sydney and what she called the ‘interminable vibrations of hipster capitalism’. He was sure that he would never understand what she meant by this. She got a job engineering espressos for locals who frequented her cafe for little more […]
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They Stood And Populated A Moment
This story is part 3 of 5 of The Man From Kiama. She said she would return to Kiama on the weekend but he knew it was a lie. The train accelerated away from the platform and glided over Terralong Street en route to Bombo, where they had spent the previous day walking along the […]