Just had an overnight stay in Blanket Bay. This was hangin out in the bush near the camping grounds. Looks just like one of those original drawings of the English explorers. Fat with a yellow front like it'd been lying in a mass of very pollen-laden flowers.
The generator is whirring outside tonight. I say whirring, maybe it is
thumping. Anyway, the generator is a presence, a petrol-induced entity who
keeps t...
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