September, 21 2010
Karratha
Mollie Hewitt
Writing

Next stop: the lookout behind the Visitors Centre - a place to get our bearings and make plans. Unloading tripods and hauling large camera bags on their backs the photographers spread out: Christian perched on a heap of red-brown rock poking out from the grey-Pilbara-green; Tony looked to the juxtaposed gazebos and large water tanks on the top of the hill; Les made his way quietly out of sight.

Looking out over Karratha town centre, the sprawling housing, everything simultaneously made sense and didn't. I wondered what it would be like to be born here, to live here only (not two on, one off).

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