We pose for rock. New friends and old friends meet in new ways. Dom would rock Melbourne hard. Instead we Tricky. In the morning, the road is long and calming. I see the road, I see the orbea and the cervelo light, but mainly I see the washing on the line. Me and 5am, well,… Continue reading Hat was then height is now
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