Oh boy, I’m going to hope that everyone’s minds aren’t in the gutter, and this doesn’t turn out to be the worst question I’ve added…
So – if you could turn invisible, what would you do in Melbourne?
Would you sneak into the halls of state parliament and observe the secret goings-on behind closed doors?
Perhaps you’d spend your time tripping over public transport ticket inspectors.
Or should I simply acknowledge the fact that most of you would head straight to the changerooms of your favourite sporting team, to watch everyone in the showers?
taking a risk, going first…
…let’s face it, most of us would stalk those who we are (still) in lust/love with, to see if we were on their radar – in a good way.
make myself seen!
Check out all the places I would *never* get into otherwise. Like where the rich and the famous hang out.
Fast-track the development of invisible cloaks, as walking around naked would get freaking cold.
I’d hang out in some of those private gardens at the top of Collins Street.
ridin the cruise ships along the yarra and goin inside the afl locker rooms and peeve (joke)
I ride a bicycle, I’m already invisible. Sorry Mate, I Didn’t See You.