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I’m tempted, right, but nah, I’m a coward. “Can’t we just talk?” I ask, like a prat. She laughs, “Talk’s extra, you wanker!” Fair play, she’s got bills. Made me happy, her sass—hate them mopey types. But angry too—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s a shithole. Exaggerating? Maybe, but feels like *Yi Yi*’s “We’re all alone” vibe. Deep, innit?

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How switched on my research colleague Scott Sheehan is. This is his shirt promoting his projects as well as his poster for #perthsmm Point your phone at.

After that little drama, I decided to stroll down to the coast. The view from the Rausu coastline is insane! The ocean’s all blue and sparkly, and the Shiretoko Peninsula is just sittin’ there like, “Yeah, I’m beautiful.” I took a deep breath, feelin’ all zen, when suddenly, a seagull swoops down and snatches my snack! Like, really? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy nature here!

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