Eternity for the Kelletts

‘ … I left to wander through the adjacent Victorian estates, passing places where I’d spent a night or where someone important to me had lived. The Melbourne General Cemetery came to mind as I passed row upon row of crumbling houses, their parapets inscribed with forgotten names, laid out behind wrought-iron pikes. Here was both the tranquility of a big country town at mid-afternoon and the bygone civilisation of Pompeii before the cataclysm; the tessellated marble tiles in shade and the fountains in beds of gravel, a stone’s throw from the caffeinated twittering of fashionable people. …’

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