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The Life-Ready Bar: Part III

The little girl from Easy’s family claps her hands and steps forward, eager to drink. ‘Don’t touch it, Suzy!’ her mother yells, pulling the girl back. ‘Why, Mummy?’ ‘Can’t you read?’ she says, pointing her sword at the door. ‘It says “death!”’ ‘And that smell coming...
A Walk in Melbourne

A Walk in Melbourne

It’s an ‘almost Charles Dickens Day’ in Preston as I walk along the concrete slabs of a footpath: a small dog barks like a starter motor on a cold morning; the bristles of a hedge scrub the sleeve of my jumper and over-hanging fat green leaves touch the top of my...