It is kind of weird going to Darlinghurst now at forty years of age, I used to live there 20 years ago and kind of hung around a lot until early 2000. It has changed but hasn’t. Still full of young people which it always will be, ample supply of junkies scheming around for iPhones, it would have been walkmans twenty years ago. I would like to live there again but really I am too old. I have nothing in common with anyone, just some old guy painting a wall while hipster tunes play in the background. I like change. Long live Darlinghurst.