in the summer my suburb smells like jasmine, felafel and barbeques. we drink beer outside and listen to reggae and don’t sleep much. barefoot to sevvers for slurpees and off to gangemi’s for mangoes and peaches. And everyone’s kissing stupid boys, leaving work early; revelling in the northern suburbs summer.Thursday, October 9, 2008
summer in brunswick
in the summer my suburb smells like jasmine, felafel and barbeques. we drink beer outside and listen to reggae and don’t sleep much. barefoot to sevvers for slurpees and off to gangemi’s for mangoes and peaches. And everyone’s kissing stupid boys, leaving work early; revelling in the northern suburbs summer.
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