"he sat in a little cafe, on one of the busiest streets of the city, slowly sipping his drink and spending his afternoon watching the passing parade, a thing more engrossing than any book or television show he'd seen recently. people walking, and hurrying, and weaving through the pedestrian traffic, some with a purpose, some without. some happy, some sad. some going towards something, some going away from something. each with a story. a thousand people must have passed him in that afternoon. he had eavesdropped into a part of a thousand different stories. it was then that a shop window caught his glance."
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Interesting shot.
Sydney - City and Suburbs
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