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Group of khakis sending Wee off on the fateful June 2001, wishing him all the best in Brisbane |
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A sigh of relief that Wee's finally left. What a hassle to get up early in the morning just to have a cup of morning coffee and see him off in only half an hour.... |
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"Yah lor yah lor." sighed Wilmer. |
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Story continues in Brisbane....
