D.C. by DIED PRETTY. Story by Kate Foulds
Over the course of the year Arijana and I saved countless bus fares hitching a ride to uni in the green Volvo, chatting away, distracting the driver who ran the odd red light.
Everybody Moves by Died Pretty. Story by Stephen Andrew
Stephen Andrew The Gershwin Room, The Esplanade Hotel, St Kilda, February 2013 Three or four times, as promised, Julia Zemiro makes mention of the neck brace. It’s become a prop, a point of identification, a punch line.