My friend Pola and I
hopped on a ferry to
Cockatoo Island.
It was sunny at first.
But the dark grey clouds
loomed above us.
We saw street art in
abandoned factory buildings.
There was a house with skulls,
robots made from bits of rubbish,
wrecked Holden Commodores,
an entire room splashed with colour
and t-shirts that glowed.
There was mixed media
and graffiti art inside
a creepy, dark tunnel.
But once outside,
the clouds got darker and greyer...
To be continued.
Part two here.
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