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PS: check out my poems, sad bloke A.
Somehow, my agenda is not clear, but, if you can relate to a boy growing up in THE BUSH and THE CITY, vocations and interests, the many schools, my family, then we are getting close to a simple story. John Farley thinks he has an autobiography that many people will recognise, were you a new person at school, times 12?, were you a milkman, a volunteer. Have you lived on Sheep Stations, been a paperboy in Woolloomooloo.
Friday, June 20, 2008
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