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scott dillon – always a risk

Scott Dillon ain't in the grave yet ..

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the shelter

Sleeping rough, homeless.

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the new surf-pro look for 2016

You wanna be a pro-surfer? .. Well, do Ya? .. The answers are here, and in commercial confidence.

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the gilltrap

Living in Yamba, being part of the great design - all for the love of riding a wave a better way.

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the surfers image, how fashion writers see you .. ..

Imagine. You do copy for an ad agency. They are doing the Surf Look. There will be some hurt.

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the last day, jack ‘ bluey ‘ mayes

there are no deals with the dying ..

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les girls, the boys from the cross come to bondi, things do not go well.

1961, bondi is invaded by the transvestite dancers from the kings cross nightclub, 'the all male review' - everybody hurts

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the left just up from winda woppa, a recipe, a breakfast. trawlermen.

Then they all disappeared over the dunes for every hour of sunlight that the sky allowed them. Away to the distance, that curved sweep of trackless beach.

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the problems in marketing the ‘ bra boys ‘ surf brand internationally, or anywhere.

Billabong, Volcom, Ripcurl, Quiksilver, O'Neill, Dakine ? - or Bra Boys. Buy it or fucken else !! A new approach to Marketing.

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the end of the surf shop – times are a changin’

The real difference between Lady Ga Ga and Mick Fanning. Love and envy.

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clyne’s virus, darwin’s theory.

A snake fell off a ceiling rafter and onto his desk last monday. Clyne pulled back from his keyboard and the snake whipped into his drive.

Quick as that.

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watching andrew kidman

Watching Andrew Kidman from another corner in the room.

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the gibraltar nightclub, the irishman’s wife, the blow, the response, the moroccan shaabi

He could hardly stand. His wife's face was a mess of blood and horror as she watched him come for her again.

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the caney, the toad, a poem. another origin lost. bad poetry.

Queenslanders, why they will never be forgiven.

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the polvorin. the navy. the troubles.

The girl won't serve them. They insist. She tells them to leave. The gympy one smashes his hand down onto the bartop and demands a pint. Nobody comes to her aid. The other bar is busy and loud, The Rolling Stones on speakers, Route 66.

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dark air. light air.

There are no words to satisfy grief.

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a bright future in retailing

Then the hangover stood up and waved at me, waved a big red flag at me. Lots of drums in the background.

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the shark in the wave … possibly

The shark (?) in the wave - science provides an answer, Snell's Law in fact.

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