Koalas, Kangaroos, and Cairns
July 3rd 2010 Sitting in cloudy Port Douglas fresh back from a three or four mile stroll down the beach, the dulcet snores from Antony thrumming from the driver’s seat next to me. Some awful creature has taken it upon itself to drink blood straight from my knee bone: the raised wound there is pulsing in a most unseemly fashion. It’s 12:49pm on Saturday. Brazil are out. So are Ghana. Ha. Feel the pain, suck
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