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Recommended by God ! "Sanctuary" feat by Gareth Emery sung by Lucy Saunders. "and in the seconds where we know we're free, this is the place where we call home ! Shown are pictures of a place with the highest suicide rate in the World. I met a bloke yesterday who told me his own story of being stuck out here without water, but by some luck he encountered some aboriginals pushing and driving their 80's 2Wd sedan through the sandy tracks. They had a small bottle of water which they shared with him and some dried grissly roo parts that some might think of as jerky. The only tools they had were an old shifter and screw driver which was good as they were using this to repair a spiked tyre when he met them on the track. A .22 rifle was propped in the back seat and their keen eye sight could easily spot a kangaroo when they felt the to lunch. The country is rocky and the spinifex grass grows thick and is a nightmare to walk through owing to its spikes. The rocks throw off deep shades of red as the sun dips which may not be appreciated by you as your tongue swells from thirst in this dry environment, and your radio crackles with static from a tropical storm but not a voice can be heard in this lonely place. The aboriginals will warn you not to alone out here at night as the spirit demons roam these parts and they do not tolerate trespassers lightly. Best you stay by your fire and wait for the dawn.            |
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