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Parramatta Moment.

I was in Parramatta tonight, round eight, eight thirty in the evening. Most of everything was closed up, but that doesn't mean there were no people.

One guy caught my attention, however. He was a tall Asian guy, somewhere in his mid thirties. What caught my attention was that his mouth and the lower half of his face was covered in thick black oil as if he had been eating fruit, and let it run down his chin like juice. It was over his red shirt and arms and when he spoke, his teeth were cracked and had big spaces between them. On the back of his shirt was written BE BOLD.

Perhaps there's a limit to that advice.