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| looking through the bars of the Preston General Cemetery, upon the graves of the recently deceased Italian men. |
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| an angel in the C of E. section of the Melbourne General Cemetary. |
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| along the western(?) path of the same |
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| the view of Queen's College from the inside of the same |
two things i like to do: take photographs on my mother's old olympus automatic and spend lots of time in cemeteries. on this particular day i went for a long walk among the C of E. graves and closed the gate of one and found myself under a molted tree whereupon i was completely unable to see the ground. I ate homemade vanilla cake in a gazebo and listened to lots of Felt and Aztec Camera, if i recall correctly. I only feel uneasy when i see rats crawling out of war graves, even though I know there is at least four feet between the ground and the person who was once placed in it.
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