Peripatetic Patricia

Local peripatetic Kings Cross identity, Patricia.

I bumped into Patricia on the way home yesterday. We got chatting as we usually do when we bump into each other. She told me that she had been waiting for half an hour in the oppressive summer heat for a photographer who failed to turn up. So I asked her, given that she had dressed up for the occasion, if she’d like me to take some photographs of her instead. She agreed, so I grabbed my camera and went for a walk with her around the area in the fading afternoon sun.

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