day of the dead

St Kilda was alright on the night, lovely sea breezes and sunset. Dan Deacon had a dance off and a snake tunnel of people out through the poolroom, the carpark, the mens toilets and back into the front bar. High places concentrated hard on making rainforest music in the city. Beaches were like glowing beacons drifting out to sea and Panel had drunken sports men washing-up in the free bar. Confusing.

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