An Australian Story

 

 I was in Calama, in Northern Chile, talking to an Aussie.
He was telling me about his mother’s first trip to Darwin, the far north of
  Australia, where he now lives.
She was from Melbourne,
and she had never seen an Aborigine.
On a very hot 
afternoon she saw a little old and wrinkled Aboriginal woman  sitting in middle of the dirt road.
She walked over to this woman, 
bent over, and began to look her over. After a minute this  little woman looked up at her and asked, “What are you staring at, ya old cunt?”
  
     
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