That suave chap over there drinking a soy caff lat with skim - the one with an ear ring - he needs respect.
so we wandered away deeper into this city that william s burroughs loved so hard looking for any imprint kerouac made but beaches aren't solid on permanence are they.
The Bankers, the Griffith businessmen, the fighter and his entourage all engage in the carnage of the closing scenes - there will be blood.
part 2 - the fighter arrives unexpectedly, the kitchen is in uproar, the dogs must be fed.
a saga of great proportions, and everybody is an italian - it ends in guns. a revisit.
The Harvest Cafe stands just a little south of the Bangalow turn-off and is the only offering of fine food on the highway ..... It is recommended for a superior nosh either going to or coming from the border points.
A famished bricklayer, who has little objection to the taste of his own bitten down and encrusted fingernails, will hurl an untasted fresh baked steak and onion pie to the ground in a fury at having to consider eating the unordered onions. A cautionary tale about life in a building site.