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Wellington is still there.
It still has marvelous, creative people.
It still has petrolheads dragging on Tory street.
It still has smiling beggars asking for help with breakfast.
It still has taxi drivers who try to transport you via unnecessarily circuitous routes.
It still has a central city so small that you persistently meet people you know.
It still has windblown docks where you can howl at the moon across the mysterious depths.
I don't know the trick, but Wellington somehow manages to be a great big small town.
It's kinda nice.
It's kinda creepy.
I smiled for the camera,
I wore the mask,
I got the girl,
I was so very close to saving the Prince of Lies from the Lake of Fire.
(The career offer was promising, and the health plan was unbelievable.)
It was a good weekend.
Thank goodness I have a year to recover.
Who is coming to Battlecry 11-12 Feb? :o)
It still has marvelous, creative people.
It still has petrolheads dragging on Tory street.
It still has smiling beggars asking for help with breakfast.
It still has taxi drivers who try to transport you via unnecessarily circuitous routes.
It still has a central city so small that you persistently meet people you know.
It still has windblown docks where you can howl at the moon across the mysterious depths.
I don't know the trick, but Wellington somehow manages to be a great big small town.
It's kinda nice.
It's kinda creepy.
I smiled for the camera,
I wore the mask,
I got the girl,
I was so very close to saving the Prince of Lies from the Lake of Fire.
(The career offer was promising, and the health plan was unbelievable.)
It was a good weekend.
Thank goodness I have a year to recover.
Who is coming to Battlecry 11-12 Feb? :o)