Melbourne is rich with temptations for the senses. See the bright lights. Hear the sounds of trams
struggling through mixed traffic. Taste the famous coffee. Feel how
hot the coffee is when you squeeze the takeaway cup too tight and
your single estate macchiato spills on your fingers.
And the smells ... those multifarious
ephemeral suggestions of exotica! Oh how they will transport you!
Of all the scents, none is more
aromatic than the emissions of the cars you whiz past on your morning
commute. And none of those emissions is more emotionally potent than cigarette smoke issuing from a drivers side window.
It speaks of the daredevil, the
forbidden, and the gut-wrenching horror of dangerous traffic
manouevres.
BONUS TIP: Gauloises suggest you are
about to be mowed down by very expensive tires. Marlboros suggest
you will be taken out at speed, probably by a red car. Benson & Hedges
suggest that when your surviving dependants take civil action there
will be few assets to liquidate.
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