It’s twelve days since I’ve seen any sign of another human. No roads, fences, litter, nothing – just pristine...
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“She’d roll on a wet lawn,” I was told when assigned to duty on the 13-metre Fisheries patrol vessel,...
It’s a few years back but an indelible memory. I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. My...
Inside she looked and smelled like the Black Hole of Calcutta, yet I felt like I had found a...