The Room In Which I Sit
Overlooking green paddocks and a Menna Gum laneway my snug weekender sometimes smells like sausage fat but always of black coffee.
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Overlooking green paddocks and a Menna Gum laneway my snug weekender sometimes smells like sausage fat but always of black coffee.
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