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January 2012

auckland skyline

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auckland looking its lovely self

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cash for gold

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a friend asked me who sells gold at these kind of places.  i answered ‘rappers’.

green base

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blown brolly

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london’s calling

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beach togetherness

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brother edd enjoying the cold

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good word combinations

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everything used to sound like ‘a good name for a band’.  as i’ve got older i’ve noticed that less.  my focus is elsewhere.  that’s a shame.

not actually chained

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undercover hairdresser inspector

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beach solitude

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old things

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we don’t have old things in new zealand.  at least not things which people have made.

the intention isn’t there

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there is always a danger of death

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don’t foul your dog

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or anyone else’s

roofs

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barbican

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barbican

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please do not standon the top step in the morning

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come midday we all climbed up there

old and new

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