Stagione 7
Wide-eyed affirmative wink
Romance, reverie and revelry
All the more miraculous
Before we are born
That which is to come
Evening peak hour tailback
Momentarily startling the day
Where hope lives
This is real life too
Going down the Valley to band rehearsal. What could be better than that.
The rehearsal space is an abandoned undergarment factory at the lower end of town. Don't ask why, but rehearsal time ... is always a delight.
He is not smirking at all, simply has that kind of face.
Imagining, or remembering what it was like. Mel has a bath.
Patience is a virtue. The arteries of the city run slow. Brake lights and indicators ablink and aglow in the dusk haze. Day is clearly fading and night closing in.
In peak hour city tailback, a string of red lights stretching ahead to where the evening is and to everything that could happen there.
Finding things in the most unexpected of places.
Melody went to work, on the building site, or was it a demolition.
Fragments found in pockets.
What is this; renovation or demolition? No-one seems to know for sure.