i am the passenger, and i ride and i ride, i ride through the city's backsides, i see the stars come out of the sky, yeah the bright and hollow sky, you know it looks so good tonight. from The Passenger Iggy Pop
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
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Smashed
Every time I hop on my single speed to hurl myself around Alien Melbourne, I feel that I am taking my life in the hands of those who pilot 1000kg plus metal boxes around the streets. A few days ago two of these thing met at speed around the corner. These broken sweeping of glass and plastic are what was left after the wrecks were taken away.
I saw a T-shirt in the "local bike shop" with the prophetic slogan CARS R COFFINS.
Think about cycling or walking before you choose to drive. Think about other road users when you do.
Tribute
I'm having a Tenacious D moment. Paul Night took a photo of the same building in 2004 which I saw (after I took this shot with my trusty 1.3Megapixel fixed focus camera) in Photofile No 75. Paul's shot captures the moment of post modern angst the slipped through my fingers. This is not the greatest pic in the world, its a tribute.
PS
Paul took his photo at 90 degrees to this one from the terrace that appears on the right of the frame.
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