Living Free in Fremantle
December 12th 2010 With a tent under our arms and a handbag stuffed with underwear we arrived into Fremantle station. The liberation of leaving Britannia Backpackers still surging through us. It was 11pm and a dark station and empty streets greeted us as did a sense of excitement. The clarity of the moment enhanced by the fact we didn't know where to go or where we would sleep. This was us again. We had just agreed
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