Wright Left
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He called it 'Wright Left'. It was Nathan G. Wright's delusional, somewhat daft drift through the friction of life. Those hay-fever days and the x-rated nights. The years and the fears that kept him alert and the fondness for smiles and the nurture of mirth. It is of his heart hostage friends, the invisible foes, his family wars and worrying works. It's about his joys and the woes and his thrill of the new and the place known as home. It is about the impatient long wait for some wisdom to show. There is the ups and the downs and the whisky wild throes.
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Peter Marks
Basically, despite oft words to the contrary, Australia can get mightily dull when one's stuck there. So to wake through the snore spots, I decided to write some gibberish. Some deliberate dervish of parked pages to herd the neuron freakouts. He called it
