I like to hope for an amber light so that I can look up at the sparking wires at this inspiring intersection in Caulfield. Amber. Not Red. Definitely not Green. Despite the endless destinations possible, I’ve never seen a tram scuttle through the intersection. My friends have moved now so I come at the intersection from a new direction but it’s not the same.
Wednesday, January 9th, 2008, 9:52 pm | 
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