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I had to go in to work on the weekend. Public transport is practically non-existant on weekends, and it was a nasty Melbourne winter’s day, so I decided to take my car. I was waiting for the lights to change when, through the pattern of rain on my windscreen, I noticed a large black bus with a girl in a bikini pained on the side.

It was parked next to a bikini car wash.

The first thing that went through my mind was…hmmm. That’s not very “Melbourne”. You might expect to see that sort of thing in the tackier parts of Queensland but shouldn’t Melbourne have a car wash combined with an art gallery or a wine bar or something, rather than a strip club?

As the lights changed, the icy rain poured down harder, and I spared a thought for the car wash girls. I thought that I had a raw deal having to work on the weekend, but they were going to have to endure eight hours of teeth grittingly icy, hypothermia inducing, “I am just going outside and may be some time”, Melbourne weather.

I turned my car heater up higher and wondered what colour bikini would best match blue skin.

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