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Fuck me this sounds idyllic rnI was living alone in a cottage in a tiny fishing village on the Tasmanian east coast, spending my hours writing a novel that would never be published.
NikolaiFyodorov · 1529 days ago · link ·
It was an idyllic year. Then the UK company, for whom I was working online a whopping 10 hours a week, changed their operations and I could no longer pay rent. And the local abalone farm had some sort of disease outbreak so they were no longer taking workers.