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LATEST UPLOAD: Thursday, 23rd February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: Aleisha lies on her side; her head is heavy and her mind still intoxicated with nowhere else but the pillow to make it feel better. The glass of water on the bedside cabinet shows ripples, the effect of what she can hear through the wall. Her Ne0—Sliver, which lies next to her, flashes as it receives a msg in response to her response to the other sender’s response in a chain of idle chat that has become intense to say the least. N-ME is obviously asleep, but N-BB is awake, alive and kicking, and suggesting that they meet at the Park Royal for a drink. READ MORE
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0.1: Saturday, 28 January 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ZERO.1 (PRELUDE): Musical strains from a guitar strummed wistfully wash over the city that the morning sun has already blessed. The woman dancing with the breeze out on the balcony reminds Lunar of her. Her profile, hidden by the same hair that covers her breast, finds life in the air when she twirls around. READ MORE
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0.2: Sunday, 29 January 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ZERO.2 (PRELUDE): Hone looks around the docks of the wharf, which he could see from the hostel window he looks up and spots in and amongst the tall buildings fencing in the hills that surround the city. Close up, the sea looks choppy rather than as the bed of jewels it resembled that morning when he viewed it from his hostel window. The containers, stacked higher than goal posts, which are the tallest structure in his hometown, remind Hone of his cousin’s band who shot a video for their song “Calling All” inside a container. READ MORE |
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0.3: Monday, 30 January 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ZERO.3 (PRELUDE): Split Enz signals that summer in the Capital has arrived. “Message to My Girl” is everywhere on the parade where people reflect on their week and mull over options for the coming week as they read about their Sunday afternoon online in “WELLY STORY.” READ MORE |
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0.0: Tuesday, 31st January 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ZERO (PRELUDE): Above the Neon blanket that pulsates—sending signals across the dimensions and ushering Ben Hana onto the next phase of his journey—Lunar Bois scans the area for signs of life—for someone he will find tonight to revitalise his existence until the morning light. READ MORE |
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1: Wednesday, 1st February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ONE: Listless aim strains Lunar’s brain as he lifts his palm across his eyes to make sure he is still alive. The smell of the woman’s hair across his chest holds him for a second till he turns his head and sees the state of his office. READ MORE |
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2: Thursday, 2nd February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWO: The place is filled with young people, men his age with dyed hair seated closely to their young mistresses who act as secretaries. And a bevy of hot horny women in their prime, dressed for power congregating over a drink after work. In the background, Kiwi music levels molehills into sands in an hourglass. John Reyer recalls a misspent youth serving the many whims that make life wonderful—a youth that provided plenty of observations for a future storyteller, as well as the opportunity to be a character back then; for a moment, he is blissfully lost in the alms of oblivion. READ MORE |
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3: Friday, 3rd February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER THREE: Aleisha waits for the next song in the dark alley that envelops her fear with familiarity. She has no backboard for scintillating and sheer misgivings. She tries clutching at strands of her spindling faith in her mission for a new life. Inside the club, she leans back on the bass that navigates the foundation; it throbs the ground, and it throbs inside her, deep inside her.. READ MORE |
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4: Saturday, 4th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER FOUR: Synthetic apologies swirl around in the wind, and then a sympathetic saxophone convinces the heart to let the storyteller have his way. Dallas Tamaira AKA Joe Dukie, front man for Fat Freddy’s Drop’s voice in “Midnight Marauders,” is empathetic even in the small speakers outside the Oaks Complex. READ MORE |
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5: Sunday, 5th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER FIVE: The streets of Wellington are alive in daylight. The bright coloured regalia of fans on their way to the Westpac Stadium, known as the cake tin, make the town look more like the set of a Peter Jackson film than a city of civil servants. Marching Girls, forty Sperm who stop the traffic when they perform the Haka, the A Team, a Purple Peter Pan, and Hare Krishnas just doing their thing, are just a few of the ingredients spread out on the streets of Welly, which has turned out to be a fine calm day for the first day of the IRB Rugby Sevens.
JRA posts the LATEST UPLOAD on Facebook and then he gets ready to take the story to another level. READ MORE |
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6: Monday, 6th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER SIX: Onscreen of the HP “Plateau” on Lunar’s desk, Malo Luafutu AKA Scribe, also of Samoan descent like JRA, along with MCs Savage and Con Psy, play up online again a decade after the phenomenon began. The song “Not Many” reminds everyone that LMLA-ink’s second coming is no accident, that the mystery is in fact a whodunit! Who created the phenomenon? Who else?. READ MORE |
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7: Tuesday, 7th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER SEVEN: JRA stands on the corner of the street. Up on the balcony, some storeys high in the sky, is Lunar Bois. The music—coming from the stack of speakers on either side of the rig, like Le Mac’s in the old bar in Chinatown, NYC, on the balcony of the high-rise—can be heard on devices everywhere, if not already in the air. A young woman with coffee in hand passes by with earphones plugged into her Ne0—Sliver, which connects to Lunar’s Ne0—Memoir, mounted on the speaker stack so its line of sight, which takes a USB feed from the mixer provides a better experience of the concert-like performance by Lunar in the sky for the young woman who appears to be on her way to Uni. READ MORE |
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8: Wednesday, 8th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER EIGHT: The LATEST UPLOAD, which JRA had mentioned to Hone would be a defining moment in the story, hits the walls of the New Global Realm. The mega download will probably break records when JRA comes clean about who he might be. Obviously, it will be in time with his application for entry into the U.S. Its appearance takes the edge off the first time Hone and Aleisha find themselves alone since the elevator. READ MORE |
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9: Thursday, 9th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER NINE: Aleisha brings up JRA’s Facebook page. The profile pic is of Lunar Bois, but JRA—a man of many faces—took it of himself—the former operative for the time being—shaving his head for the picture so that it looks almost identical to the man standing behind her; so identical that Aleisha has to turn around and take a second look. JRA’s move has convinced Lunar Bois that JRA was serious about doing something together. No one knows the real reason why JRA decided to invest the time in the story with someone like Lunar, whom most people regard as a has been. READ MORE |
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10: Friday, 10th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TEN: “Walking in the dark / Seeing lovers do their thing…” Aleisha breathes in the February air, an easy breath when she closes her eyes and imagines what it would be like as she walks through the botanical gardens. Roberta Flack, through earplugs to her Sliver, keeps Aleisha company as a couple, the woman Aleisha’s age, pass her by with their hands in a tangle that only lovers know how to get themselves into. READ MORE |
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11: Saturday, 11th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER ELEVEN: Hone opens the door to the practise room, a warehouse painted white on the inside. In the corner are a group of girls his age. He checks his Black Box for the time. The drummer belts out a beat. His dreadlocks counter his nodding head behind the pearl kit. READ MORE |
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12: Sunday, 12th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWELVE: Lunar, Hone, and the freelance writer at the bottom of Cuba Mall—the three men who carry the hopes of many—stand in a huddle; they touch coffees. India Arie, in a swirl of melody, guides souls along the path towards congruency. The catchy tune is now well ingrained on the membrane of a new world, in which anyone can makes memories who is caught up in the “WELLY STORY” and who watches the story unfold on the walls of the New Global Realm that JRA was born to create. His mother’s words, “One day, you will have to heed the call…,” which she kept reminding her eldest boy about before he learnt to crawl, keep playing in his head like a narrative over the top of the theme to the “WELLY STORY.” READ MORE |
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13: Monday, 13th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Aleisha waits for the elevator in the high-rise’s foyer. Agency staff lounge on the sofas to mooted atmos from mood music with models who must be here for the Bendon auditions being held in the agency for the Real Life TV doco style TVC. All of the models are gorgeous and tall, wearing Aleisha’s favourite things from CharleyStevonsen, accessorised by Louis Vuitton, and carried off by sassiness, with support from the brand that can “Bend-On” every body. READ MORE |
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14: Tuesday, 14th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Aleisha reads the LATEST UPLOAD. The ride to the enlightened floor, as it’s described in the latest chapter of the story-about-the-story-being-written, is slow in the refurbished elevator. It’s a distraction at least for the lack of attention she has received of late, especially on Valentine’s Day, a fact Aleisha finally admits to herself. She sighs as the selection of men whose charms she would accept is culled down to exactly none, apart from the person whom she follows as he writes the story of her life. READ MORE |
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15: Wednesday, 15th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER FIFTEEN: To Aleisha’s right, the Wall of Touch spans what the eye can see. Her glass desk is like a vase that waits for her. In and amongst her self-pity, she spares a thought for JRA, who grins and bears the effects of those around him. The patient person absorbs their effects like he is waiting for something to happen that will take care of the jealous ones who try to annoy the person Aleisha relies on to write her destiny into reality. Aleisha finds comfort in the idea that she’s his outlet for now as JRA deals with what he has to overcome. Each step she takes is of his will. And on Valentine’s Day, she feels even closer to the writer than ever…. READ MORE |
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16: Friday, 17th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Aleisha waits in the line as someone in front of her has stopped in the airplane’s aisle to let a little old lady out of her seat. She is still in her school uniform, after having come straight from school to the airport; it is her own fault since Aleisha purposely forgot to take her bag with her things into school. Coming to Wellington once a month to see her father is a drag; leaving her bag at home had worked the last time. This time, however, her mother has made her come; fully well knowing that her daughter had left her bag behind, she picked Aleisha up from school and delivered her daughter to the airport as is…. READ MORE |
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17: Thursday, 16th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Aleisha feels safe in the place she demanded Jerry to bring her to when they ended up at a strip club on Vivian Street, even though the person at the door of the dingy club was wearing a patch. Seeing Johnny Alfabet somehow makes things better. READ MORE |
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18: Saturday, 18th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Aleisha tunes out of reality and into some place she’s discovered of late—a place where everyone belongs. She sees herself on the parade, waiting for a guardian to show up and collect her. The girl is a former shell of herself, who has outgrown dreams someone gave the child and then snatched away from her. She never met her dad, and her stepdad, to whom her mother has sent Aleisha to get Aleisha out of her hair for the weekend, got the boot when her mother discovered his game of Mommies and Daddies that he was playing with the babysitter. Somehow on her own, Aleisha had managed to ruin their lives when she told her mother of her stepdad’s game, which he and the babysitter had been playing for over three years since Aleisha was seven. READ MORE |
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19: Sunday, 19th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER NINETEEN: Inside the beat up Falcon, Aleisha tries her best to acclimatise to the dense atmosphere from her stepdad’s mood. Her stepdad’s latest talks to Aleisha, given from the front seat and through the pulled-down sun visor’s mirror, annoying Aleisha, upsetting her view of the road. “So how is Connie? Still bed hopping?” The new girlfriend sounds envious. Aleisha ignores her. The Sliver begins to vibrate, giving Aleisha something else to think about…the car passes Lunar Bois, placing the radio on the barrier as he climbs over onto the parade. Aleisha turns to look, but still there is no sign of Johnny.... READ MORE |
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20: Monday, 20th February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWENTY: Aleisha places the Ne0—Sliver in the handbag that Connie, who now toots the horn outside, gave to Aleisha. Aleisha takes a long hard look at her reflection in the window with a love heart, and then lines that look like bars that hide the heart she drew. The lipstick shines, and the mascara morphs the sadness in her eyes as she presents the brave face she’s made up. On the bright side, Aleisha reminds herself, she doesn’t have to go to school today or tomorrow. She gets up to leave, just in time to escape the sounds coming from behind the wall of her stepdad’s small flat. READ MORE |
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21: Tuesday, 21st February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: Johnny ducks out of the rain and under the canopy of an awning. He is mindful that someone might see him here at this time of day, regardless of the fact that he is an employee in the hospitality industry, and the bar he is about to enter could be deemed as his place of work. He doesn’t look forward to the meeting with someone who has some work for him. The idea that they have to meet in a bar and he has to have a few drinks before he can face the broker confirms his mother’s nagging voice, which Johnny hears, telling him that this is not the life for her son…. READ MORE |
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22: Wednesday, 22nd February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: Aleisha dances to whatever. The liquor makes Aleisha shake her head till it begins to spin, and then she performs a green and blessed plant in the breeze, till vertigo fades. Connie watches youth and all its powers in the middle of her lounge as the loud music drowns the matters on each mind that is present in the room. The knock at the door says that it’s Johnny. Connie gets up to answer the door. Jerry is lost in Aleisha’s hair, which is flung about, taking him to another place. Lunar watches Jerry as Lunar tries figuring out the meaning of what Jerry said to him in the car on their way down to the bar this morning, “What’s good for the gander is only good for the gander….” READ MORE |
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23: Thursday, 23rd February 2012 “WELLY STORY” FEB’12—CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: Aleisha lies on her side; her head is heavy and her mind still intoxicated with nowhere else but the pillow to make it feel better. The glass of water on the bedside cabinet shows ripples, the effect of what she can hear through the wall. Her Ne0—Sliver, which lies next to her, flashes as it receives a msg in response to her response to the other sender’s response in a chain of idle chat that has become intense to say the least. N-ME is obviously asleep, but N-BB is awake, alive and kicking, and suggesting that they meet at the Park Royal for a drink. READ MORE |
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