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Posts by peterbowes

on the hill

Pretty boy that dog my wife says as we steam past on the rutted gravel.

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warriewood in the day, an outsider’s view

Warriewood did intros different. You had to paddle out to meet people.

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it’s the little things

This is a kind of a niche post

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kids are never kooks

surfing is painful

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byron bay, the capital of kooks

Between the fucken eyes my son. Next.

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who watches waves?

Six out, two of them kooks. So only four out.

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nikki van dijk cutting back

Does everyone smile like this in a heat?

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the ship’s log, will the camera turn?

a wager

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the cold eye of a father

A fragment of an afternoon.

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picture of women

Avalon has its Mafia, Byron has these women

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pro surfing without danger is like golf

{click}

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the little practice of a jumping death

the balcony

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what westerly windana was.

true blood

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in another man’s uniform

Wayne Lynch, not so conscientious

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the witness, the last interview

How it all turned out in the end

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the witness, the second interview

The boy who told the truth

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the witness, the first interview.

We don't like you Sydney mugs coming down here on the bones of your arse with all your fucken prison baggage.

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the dancing man

The people you meet

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prosper’s war, updated

A man of little means

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acres of babes

How can you fuck up corn chips, cheese and bottled salsa?

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