Translating Observation | Observation 12 | Noah Hodgson

This town is deserted. The shorefront fairgrounds, once a hub of activity, is empty – returned to its status as an empty field of grass. On the community centre an Australian flag flies at half mast, for what reason I’m not sure, but it seems fitting all the same. A single car pulls into the… Continue Reading Translating Observation | Observation 12 | Noah Hodgson