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A.S. Patrić This story has been buried for a long time. Years have gone by, but I know it occasionally writhes

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A.S. Patrić The library in St Albans was what you might expect to find in the Western Suburbs of Melbourne. Dreary.

… read more The Sea of Tranquillity

A.S. Patrić I was born in Belgrade, Serbia; in a part of the city called Zemun—right at the confluence of the

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A.S. Patrić Almost everyone in the room was a writer. All were masquerading as nothing more assuming than avid readers, eager

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Chris Raja There is nothing I like more than shovelling pooh. I remember the first time I did it. I

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Chris Raja On a recent visit to Melbourne my three year old daughter and I visited Ann Mancini whom I

… read more Running with the ball

Chris Raja We are nestled in a valley deep in spinifex country underneath breakaway rock looking for the nest of

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