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tisdag 12 augusti 2008
The Counting of Time.
We are leaving, we are leaving this place behind soon. Off to new destinations and strange people in the city of
Perth
, the feeling of rejuvenated bliss fills my every muscle.
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A slow Sunday Train.
The Day Off.
The hard Work.
The Mother/Father.
Wayne the Frightful.
The Irish Cocaine.
DealerBoy.
Zookeeper.
The Voice of God.
The Colour of Money.
The Day of Pay.
The Great Escape/Subbiaco RD.
The Low Cut.
A poor man's Blues.
The Avarage Mau.
Dreaming of Perth.
The spell of Tobacco.
Deep Sleep Sailing.
A night at no expense.
Buckle up for Safety.
Fremantle.
CHAPTER TWO
The Girl of Perth.
Leaving Pemby.
Stuck at the end of the world.
Fucking heaps I reckon.
Greg’s Place.
A French Affaire.
The Counting of Time.
Under Pressure.
Everything in it's right place.
Vines and Germans.
Pruining in Hail.
In the name of the Bong.
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