New Years Eve, 31 December 2010. |
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![]() Yum-Cha with a friend I studied photography with at University. He now works as a photographer for the Royal Australian Air Force photographing highly secretive stuff all over the place. For that reason I can't show you his face. |
![]() Each group in the Royal Australian Air Force get their own emblem. This one's for the photography squadron. A mosquito flying with a 5X4 camera. |
![]() Shoot to kill. We see and we fight. |
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![]() It was Nat's birthday. |
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![]() I usually expect people like this to ask for money, but I actually saw him give away some of his money to a stranger. Yes he did make me smile. In a suspicious weird creepy kind of way. |
![]() New Years Eve dinner. |
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![]() Found this on the bottom of one of the chopstick holders. Freedom China. |
![]() The city during New Years Eve is the last place on Earth I usually want to be. But I got talked into it this year. |
![]() We rocked up to our friends apartment and this was the view. Ridiculous. No need to camp-out for hours or line-up or anything. |
![]() 5, 4, 3 |
![]() 2, 1 |
![]() happy new year. |
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![]() Best New Years Eve I've ever had. |
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![]() Getting home was another matter. Fair dinkum. |
























