Dispatches from the sunburned wastelands

"I had a shitty morning" the teenage girl in the seat behind me said to her friend, "but, then I got some drugs, and now life is good."
"It's my birthday," the young girl in the seat in front of me shouted into her cellphone, "I have to get drunk! There better be a bottle of scotch waiting for me when I get home!"
"I hate Canberra," the girl behind me said, "I hate all the people here." She started laughing. "One of the idiot teachers told me, 'you have to stop smoking 'cause you're killing your unborn children, so I said, 'that's the point, bitch!'" She couldn't have been older than fourteen.

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