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Friday 26 May 2006

In June 1972 I took a TAA flight from Darwin to Portugese Timor, as it then was. To me, it was a wonderfully strange and exotic place, a time-warped colonial leftover. A great start to my adventure.

Today, with Australian troops on the way to Timor again, I am thinking about the people I met there, and the hard times they have had.

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Children playing on the foreshore of Dili harbour while their elders fossick for shellfish at low tide. These kids must be nearing forty years of age. If they have survived.

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