April 21, 2005
Occasionally I catch a train from Newtown to work. Newtown’s a happy, ragtag jumble of uni students, goths, ferals, women who rediscover or redefine their sexuality on a biweekly basis and can’t help but monotonously explain this in great detail to everyone near them, Lifestyle Channel obsessives and homos. It’s one of the few inner [...]
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February 10, 2002
(Scene: a train station. I am happily waiting for my train, when a slightly distressed woman turns from her male friend to me). Woman: Please settle this argument for me. Me: Sure. Woman: You know the song from Skippy? Me: The kangaroo? Man: Yes. Woman: I did not ask you. Man: I’m only t- Woman: [...]
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