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To Whom it May Concern, Whilst I do not wish to be troublesome, I am afraid that I noted that the Town Hall clock has stopped ticking. The familiar face was something of a kindness to me, upon my long trips home on public transport. Reminding me that at the very least, time still presses onwards. Lizzy --- To Elizabeth, I am afraid that the Town Hall clock, is not in the jurisdiction of the Town Hall. It was donated to the city by Queen Elizabeth the First, quite some time ago. As such, it falls into heritage, and the responsibil...
Weekly Contest #212
Ruth's day had been rotten. Point of fact, she was closer to tears by the time she had got to her doorstep, than she had ever been in public - at least since she was a kid. The shame and pain had her hand shaking when she went to unlock the door. Australians are supposed to be tough. We never let the world in on just how crap we might be doing. The door opened easily, and as it did, a letter that had been jammed in, and Ruth had been too preoccupied to notice, shot straight into her face. Causing her to yell, step backwards, miss the s...
Weekly Contest #211
The wind danced softly, running its hands gently over the entire space. Lightly tracing the fronds of the smaller trees, dancing with the green ceiling far above her head. Tickling at the fields of pink and purple that were hidden away in this tiny little forest, hidden atop an apartment building in Melbourne's south-east. In the middle of this dark space, was a thirty year old woman, completely lost to the wonder of it all. It was chance that she had discovered this place. Entirely chance. She knew of rooftop gardens, of course, but thi...
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