I was going through old photos today and I found this: the Anzac Bridge.


I used to go to this spot quite often, because I lived nearby. I have lived in several places in this world and I think it is hard to beat Glebe in Sydney. I would wake up every day and every time walked out of the house, there, the Harbo(u)r Bridge would greet me. And the Anzac Bridge too. And that lazy black cat just down the road.

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