Its 29 degrees, and we feel the heat. The beach near our house is crowded. In the evening, my uncle suggested that we went to eat in a Hakka (The dialect my mum and my husband belong to.) The food was good, and the place was packed. My Uncle complained we should have chosen alfresco dining. We didn't order the giant black paua or the lobster. We had giant clams.
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