She was pretty clear in her description. 'Meet me below the ugliest building in town' when I walked out of the airbnb in the morning, into the frosty air I knew exactly what she meant.
I mean I wouldn't call it that, I liked the monolithic-ness, the dark stains on the grey concrete, the lack of windows making me wonder who or what it housed.
I saw he with two coffees in her hands, a beanie on her head and with the aid of a cold morning and some slight backlighting I believe her heart quickened as she saw me.
I took a coffee as I greeted her, looked up "Seems are bit harsh, there must be something uglier than this is the whole of Hobart, you don't think this has any merit."
"I like the curve, it's like one line of genius in an awful play."
I looked at her and said 'You stole that line'
She smiled, and I knew I had won her over with my knowledge of obscure band of the Melbourne indie Folk scene of the early 2000's
