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Barrels of wine and olive oil, first pressed from dry topsoil where sheep with Jason’s pelt roamed.
Brick and tile shoulder aside timber and corrugated iron. In paddocks lined with dust laden fence lines, shafts to long gone mines collapse to blue sky surprise. Red brick chimneys embracing empty hearths, sundials to temporary history under summer’s fierceness.
Travellers trawl inland trajectories, crisscrossing ways that dissect and tessellate.
Urban heritage colours direct tourism dollars between hotels and gift shops.
Some stay, make a home, set up shop, paint the hoardings in rusty words with their aspirations: Greatest Wonder of the World.


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