Darlinghurst, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Dar-ling-hurst: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Dar. Ling. Hurst.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Darlinghurst Blog: Detritus: Wanted Work
The owner of this Ford Festiva can't afford the $590 vehicle registration, due on October 1, so they've resourcefully used the car to hold up a work wanted sign. Clever. I wonder if anyone will call them.