April 21, 2005
Occasionally I catch a train from Newtown to work. Newtown’s a happy, ragtag jumble of uni students, goths, ferals, women who rediscover or redefine their sexuality on a biweekly basis and can’t help but monotonously explain this in great detail to everyone near them, Lifestyle Channel obsessives and homos. It’s one of the few inner [...]
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April 16, 2005
Over many liquid refreshments last night, a friend of mine was recalling a tale of some mutual friends who visited the States some time ago. It seems that our North American friends truly are fans of immortalising regular, healthy food into shiny, golden greaseballs of any sort. So much so, in fact, that our friends [...]
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