
The winter I spent in Killara was fairly severe, in part because the suburb is quite green. This winter hasn't been as cold and the city itself seems more rushed than when I first arrived here. Nevertheless I love Sydney in the winter, with its blue evenings, cool winds whipping through arcades, soup takeaways, the bobbing of black clad figures on any given day in the city, fallen gingko leaves at the botanical gardens, the odd wet day and the crazy bastards who are always found swimming around Bondi & Bronte.
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