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At 4 in the morning I drove to the center of town to see some hot air jettisoned into some balloons. Naturally, the place was packed when I got there. Nobody wanted to miss the only thing going this month. Unfortunately, it was a little windy and the balloons just flopped about a bit before being packed away.

“Sorry folks! We’ll try again next year!” the PA crackled and the Canberra residents let out a collective sigh before turning about and wandering off into the great plains of grass and concrete that is Canberra.

The sun briefly rose before hiding behind a thick dome of clouds. Cold wind blew from the mountains and across the artificial lake. Rain fell.

So grim.


Love Tunnel

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Getting crazy on the waltzers but it’s the life that I choose
sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
and I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
and I don’t know where I’ll be tonight but I’d always tell you where I am

in a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
she had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and I’m just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love

-Dire Straits