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Brr!

It's fecking cold. I'm having serious trouble getting any work done, it's that cold.

They got a whole heap of quotes on how much it would cost to heat the building, or at least they tried to. Out of all the quotes they asked for, they got one back, and that was a quote for $17,000.

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verdigriis
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:30 am (UTC)
Unheated rooms in Melbourne...um...

Don't die! I only just met you!

Seriously though, is it a warehouse or something?
halloranelder
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:46 am (UTC)
It looks like a terrace house, but it's sitting alone on the corner with no other terrace houses around.

It looks like it's been modified a few times, so no one is really sure what it is/was, however we've been told that it used to be a saddlery.
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I wake in vain
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I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

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I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
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This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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