Off Elizabeth Street, the air hums with noon
trams rattle, pigeons scatter crumbs.
A man stands easy, jumper looped around his neck,
glasses glinting like a second sun.
He props one foot upon the bench,
beside a quiet patron lost in thought,
their worlds just inches apart
one resting, one mid-motion.
The city flows around them
coffee scent, sirens, street chatter
and for a breath,
the scene becomes a sketch of Melbourne:
casual, alive,
where strangers share a bench
and time forgets to hurry.
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