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Comedy is simply a funny way of being serious.


This tragedy was photographed at the top of Kelly’s Steps in Battery Point. Apparently robbers used to dress up like prostitutes and stand at the top of the steps and try to get sailers to come up and join them. Then they would then knock them out and steal their cash and anything else on their person.

So they say.

She told me that she had never felt that way about anybody else. She told me that when he touched her, shivers rocked up and down her spine. She told me that he listened to her in such a way that proved his dedication to her. She told me that she was awfully sorry, but that she had fallen in love with somebody else. She said that nothing I could do would change her mind, and with that, she left.

The say that one shouldn’t ponder imponderables and that one should move on and not dwell on the past. Yet it is a very hard thing to do when you realise that you have been abandoned for a goldfish.

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Anonymous said…
What a fantastic still life - you're commentary is good as always.

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gogouci said…
Love the ant's point of view angle.
Priyanka Khot said…
a gold fish...???
a gold fish...???
a gold fish...???
a gold fish...???
a gold fish...???

hmmmm... just makes me wonder how bad WAS the man? :-)
Tash said…
I love the title - is it original? ... it must be since I haven't heard it before. A definite "in-your-face" photo - very effective. Gogouci's comment is so funny too. Love the punchline.
Kris McCracken said…
Christina, thanks for the compliment, and I'll be back to Tillicum!

Gogouci, I often like to get down low for photos.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, gold fish can be very good friends...

Tash, I think that it is a comment from Peter Ustinov.

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