I no longer ponder my life sitting on peninsula bus services packed with a population you often wonder where it all went wrong for them...
So uh um...
I now live in Malakoff Street, St Kilda East. Two minute walk from the lesser end of Chapel, but only a two minute walk to 'cultural' jive spot where I no doubt will be leaving frostbites mind numbingly drunk and on various powdered delicacies...all shh shh.
We don't have any power, or a fridge, toaster, microwave, couch etc etc so it's all fairly grim. I may actually get some study done in this upcoming weeks. Failure is the finest form of flattery I presume.
I do live across from this guy, on the far right, though...if that helps?
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