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Posts tagged ‘Works’

franky’s used cars

nobody's highway

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mrs wooley’s end

The lady who lived alone on the fourth floor.

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erin and the idealogy of hate

We would croon soft and intimate abuse as he raged back at us for our illegitimate insults; us, the founding Bondi Fascista.

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the dongguan sanding room

The Chinese shaping bay

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the lennox point hotel – no longer the bloodhouse

Lennox head is more than just a perfect wave - the pub does sausages

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crowdy head: lobster omelet with mace and red peppercorns

Fresh Lobster omelet, mace, red peppercorns and garlic chives at Crowdy Head, August 1958, 5.40 pm.

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taking off and faking off.

Faking off - How to win a loss in the surf

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surfers who work ~ the ride

Not many surfers work, those that do sometimes own cars - we examine this peculiarity

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harry’s christmas

Harry did not see himself as a diarist. He wrote to be able to know men better. To understand.

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bloodlines

He never returned

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Under a blue sky and calm sea .. a walk into the city.

A young prostitute blazes away on her wet nighttime corner, igniting the pale blur of a face in every car that rubbers by in the winter rain.

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seven months in the gulf

A perfect young man slides into a spare seat and connects his laptop and iphone and ipod and earphones - his girlfriend is looking at her palm, there must be a phone in there somewhere - they do not speak. Every now and then he tosses back his long hair and rakes his fingers through the curls, he has a stain on the back of his shirt.

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watching andrew kidman

Watching Andrew Kidman from another corner in the room.

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watching vic

Older men slowly ease into the sea-fold wreak, rafting away on their submersible logs, deluded and intent. Flinty eyed old gluttons, claiming every trough, every peak.

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leigh

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carnal flow

Manly to Bondi via the Kings Cross brothels

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lennox be my lover today

What it's like missing a good day at Lennox

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hannah montana made me surf

Back before we read Nick Carroll’s illuminating opinion in the last edition of Kurungabaa - ‘ The New Sarcasm ‘ - the sight of this particular abomination would have set us off on a torrent of abuse and bitter criticism.

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the polka dot girl

the polka dot girl - an image from the past

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surfers who work ~ where to lunch?

A soft grassy patch under a shady tree that is also open to the sea breeze is considered sacred ground and as such is hotly protected from all other incursions.

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the corso, and the passers by

In the distance the Bower breaks white and sweeping and a surfboat glides by sweetly on an unbroken wave into the corner and the golden sun and blue sky blesses us all.

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a home of bones and charnal dust

The high rafters of the cooking room hide platoons of giant rats; sleek, fat, black and fed to bursting from their nightly foraging from the split edges of the bags

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windsurfing, jaws and the karaoke misunderstanding in dongguan

why food and drink and karaoke are a dangerous combination

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paganini, tognetti, musica surfica and d hynd finless

Proof that surfing is art, or music .. or the classical pursuit of an epehemeral moment that weds the sea to the violin.... whatever.

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the great tsunamis

Links to Sydney / Hawaii / Japan / Philippines / Indonesia and Taipei - the 2011 'quake and tsunami

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