Lonely reverberations
Melbourne's city streets hum with the sound of construction and machinery. Movement is constantly diverted by workers digging into the footpath. Cranes above overshadow pedestrians, and layers of scaffolding obscure buildings. Anti-vaccination protesters dominate these streets now, passers-by cough in your direction, cops are visible on most street corners, and late-night revellers vomit into gutters.
I often feel a strong sense of alienation and anxiety in this city; by the streets, sounds, and culture.
Little Collins Street: indentations of things concealed and obfuscated behind a tarpaulin. Repressed emotions, thoughts, loneliness in the city.