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Date: 16 July 2003 13:12:07
John McGrath*
I dream of iced drinks. Of windows that can be flung wide open. Of fresh country breezes and industrial sized cooling units. I dream of a cool office.
It's so hot in here I can barely think. Forgive me if my log demonstrates this.
Ode To The West Pier
Pier, oh pier.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Tune in tomorrow for more Pier-citingness
*I think. Anyway, it's supposed to be some successful christian real estate agent from Oz.