Much earlier this evening, as I was traversing the Adelaide CBD seeking a bus to escape the ropes of employment, I spotted the remains of a non-heritage building. The demolition crew were surveying the fine mess they had made, the dust settling around them ... so I took the moment to sneak a few photos... Continue Reading →
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…