We were all delighted to see our old friend Bill. After 27 years of globetrotting, this happy soul joined a few mates at the local coffee shop for a get-together.
10 minutes into pleasantries, the smile disappeared from his face. Frowning seriously, he looked around at us and asked: ‘Who stole my country … who the hell stole my country?’
He continued, ‘This isn’t the place I left! I’ve only been back two weeks and can’t believe my ears and eyes! We haven’t got a defence force.
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