
sydney airport, drink because you can right?

because they do coffee aswell.

marto cleaning up his act.

heaps original.

think harry.

the tri-bound.

the repetition.

I AM.

writing.

strolling.

working.

see above.

through traffic.

praise.

arty tech.
the canon ae-1 program pulled through in melbourne. with the help of bw400cn smiles were all round.
can't help but think about the one that got away. marto and i went on a mission on our last day before we flew out to grab something coo for my sis and her boy that we'd been staying with. there she was, slim, the only problem was i was out of mullah. i was pretty bummed, but none the less i knew i'd have money in the account shortly so marto and i agreed that we would stop by on our way to the airport. the only thing was that the taxi never came. and we had to trk in to the cbd to get a cab. she was on brunswick st. which isn't the cbd. is was done, i had not even had my chance to pay for her. so i sit here now thinking of what could have been. but i say this to you, if you walk into a thrift shop on brunswick and find a bomber jacket with two badges, one for the melbourne city barbershop quartet and the central coast choir, all the best. i know she will make you happy.


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