Sydney, Friday night in the rain

It was a Friday night, I had just finished work and my Mac was in the store for repairs. As I looked around the dreary streets, wet with the smell of fresh rain, I saw myself reflected in the faces of numb corporate slaves rushing home. I felt bored, lonely, and like I wanted to make something happen. I wished more than anything, that it was a Friday night in Tokyo, where I would be sure of having a drink, and an adventure.


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