A night on the streets around the city of Sydney
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We enjoyed a shopping area, the people passing by, and a lot of activity going on, a singing sound, a familiar song in the ears.
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He did not care about the people around him, maybe just a smile, a song of present with our steps.
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We stopped for a moment, enjoying to finish it, as respect.
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Text and images J Elizabeth Tobing
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