De Graves Street hums its midday tune
cups clink, trams sigh somewhere near.
A woman in sunglasses leans by the café wall,
sunlight glinting on her hair.
She lifts a sandwich, slow and certain,
each bite a small rebellion
against the rush of office hours,
against the turning world.
Around her, footsteps weave and scatter,
voices blur like jazz in the lane,
but she is still —
a quiet rhythm in the city’s heart,
chewing, tasting,
letting Melbourne move around her.
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