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Deep Flayed Mares
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hippy <[email protected]> wrote in message
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> "Deep Flayed Mares" <[email protected]> wrote in
> message news:eTx1b.1524
> > One recently sold for about $900,000 in North Melbourne, near Errol
> St. It
> > had a huge open space about 40 metres by 50 metres. I had a few mates
> living
> > in it, and they would ride trikes around from one side to the other.
> Winter
> > was obviously a ***** there.
> > That place would have been my dream home if I could have gotten my
> hands on
> > it. Now it's gonna be turned into yuppy townhouses, dammit.
>
> I'll go you halvies in the next one that comes up for sale.. before
> those
> damn yuppies get hold of it!
> I'm thinking of not having any heating and just having a few bikes
> ready to ride around "the track". Get cold - ride a few laps!
The way they dealt with the cold was to construct bedrooms out of cheap
pine, mattresses, and any other material they could find, and heat them with
small electric heaters. The 'lounge' room was much the same, with a few
sheets acting as a door. This was located across the other side from the
kitchen, and so one of the rickshaw trikes had a tray for carrying
everything from one side to the other. The rickshaw tray was then used for
the loungeroom table.
The whole place ended up filled with bikes, motorbikes, bands, band
equipment, and maladjusted artists that covered the walls in psychodelic
scrawls. Also, they had an old mechanical pokie machine near the front door
that took 10 cent pieces. This was a great novelty for anyone new that came
into the place, and they just had to pump all their coins into it. The
profits from this went a long way toward paying for the electricity bill
(large). A good system!
Pity the landlord's hip pocket was more important than the functional
commune that had emerged.
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DFM
news:[email protected]...
> "Deep Flayed Mares" <[email protected]> wrote in
> message news:eTx1b.1524
> > One recently sold for about $900,000 in North Melbourne, near Errol
> St. It
> > had a huge open space about 40 metres by 50 metres. I had a few mates
> living
> > in it, and they would ride trikes around from one side to the other.
> Winter
> > was obviously a ***** there.
> > That place would have been my dream home if I could have gotten my
> hands on
> > it. Now it's gonna be turned into yuppy townhouses, dammit.
>
> I'll go you halvies in the next one that comes up for sale.. before
> those
> damn yuppies get hold of it!
> I'm thinking of not having any heating and just having a few bikes
> ready to ride around "the track". Get cold - ride a few laps!
The way they dealt with the cold was to construct bedrooms out of cheap
pine, mattresses, and any other material they could find, and heat them with
small electric heaters. The 'lounge' room was much the same, with a few
sheets acting as a door. This was located across the other side from the
kitchen, and so one of the rickshaw trikes had a tray for carrying
everything from one side to the other. The rickshaw tray was then used for
the loungeroom table.
The whole place ended up filled with bikes, motorbikes, bands, band
equipment, and maladjusted artists that covered the walls in psychodelic
scrawls. Also, they had an old mechanical pokie machine near the front door
that took 10 cent pieces. This was a great novelty for anyone new that came
into the place, and they just had to pump all their coins into it. The
profits from this went a long way toward paying for the electricity bill
(large). A good system!
Pity the landlord's hip pocket was more important than the functional
commune that had emerged.
---
DFM
