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January 1st, 2014, and I wake to the sound of talking. I’m still new to Australia, it’s still new to me. These days are spent maneuvering the wrong side of the road, flicking the windshield wipers on instead of the blinker, breathing in salty air.

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Winter Winds

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Outside, the night has turned windy. Even through the closed window, you can hear the rasping of dry leaves in the dark and the slow creak of the unlatched backyard fence. You’re slightly feverish, energetic, immune to the cold despite the shortness of the days. A warm body lays next to you, telling you stories in the hopes that you’ll tire. You don’t, so you roll to your knees and open the window, leaning out to feel the breeze.

St. Kilda: Penguins & Lentil as Anything

It’s officially winter in Melbourne, which means wool socks and a jacket and a tuque. Six of us pile into the van. We wrestle with the stubborn reverse and fiddle with the radio, and then we’re driving through the crisp sunshine across town, Glitch Mob carrying us as we wind around construction detours.