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It’s the end of the week and fire trucks light up the street. Alan, out the front of his house, hose in hand, knows everything. What he won’t say, though, is what, exactly, is Luminous Ute Guy’s problem.
What would Fitzroy be without the occasional street party? Life’s good, and it might not stay this way forever, and who knows what’s coming, but a day with fruit punch, a speech and some dancing makes everything seem okay.
Published 09/27/21
A walk with an old friend, a romance confirmed, and the making of a citrus cake. Honestly, does life get any better than this? Even with all the flour on the floor? And on the bench? And everywhere?
Published 09/27/21