Well, it's 11:30pm and Matt and I are sitting in the internet cafe once again (wild, wild people that we are) bereft of one mad, limitless misfit. We have not met up with Davie.
It's all beginning to unravel. This on top of a day in which Matt and Tash argued heatedly and Tash sulked for an hour, followed by a motorbike ride from hell - cold, miserable and wet, the two adversaries headed to destinations unknown and found..... a really crappy restaurant and a pair of warm tablecloths.
Tash - with Matt's helpful input (ie. 'you are not taking "sulking" out and, "it was at least an hour")
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