Mark Zenner

A man walks the streets of Melbourne, which looks very New Yorkish.

The Writer prepares to shut off from the world; The Lover accepts the rejection of his love; The Cynic espouses the virtues of distance. Winter is here.

In the winter of 1998, the earth was overrun by many millennium prophets, whilst the suburbanites lived their suburban lives. Underground, artists and other vagabonds flourished, their activities illuminated by a dark and pure underground sky.

A newspaper journalist in Bosnia returns home to find that things are and are not as they seem.