Sunday, October 19, 2008
Brighton - In a Sleeping Bag
During my first winter in Melbourne I lived in a Brighton mansion as part of a well organised commune. I worked by day for a media firm on advertising, multimedia and arts projects. At night I would catch the train back to dinner for sixty, social catchup and then retire to my room. It contained my clothes and a borrowed sleeping bag.
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