9 December 2008
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James, my Australian Sydney-born friend, why didn’t you tell me about these marvels? An overview of the many (40!) coastal pools of Syndey. I love the Pruned prose (emphasis mine): “[…] You sense that so embedded are [the pools] in the cultural geography of the city that they’ve become an indelible part of its psyche, soaked into its citizens’ genetic makeup after so many decades decades dipping into these baptismal fonts.”
Yo yo. This is really not meant to sound pretentious, but I would never think to tell you about the beaches in Sydney because for me they seem such a normal party of our life in Sydney. 5th photo down is the beach near my house. Dee Why beach. Interesting stuff that they write about the beach pools being a part of our subconscious psyche! I guess it was so sub-conscious that I was never aware of its impact.
Two word: Puke Jeans. Oh yes. I will have my puke Jeans. They will be mine! RAAAAAAAAA!
Allez, tu veux pas mettre juste une jambe des puke jeans.