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Chapter 2 One night Benjamin went for an evening walk and ended up by the Swan River. He hadn’t planned it, but with no job and twenty-four hours a day to dispose of, time didn’t mean what it used to, before his good fortune. He’d wandered up one street and down another until he came to a road which happened to lead to the river. It was a pleasant place to be. Calming. It was mid-summer and despite the fact the days were now quite hot, the nights could be cool, especially if there was a sea breeze. He was accompanied by a constant chorus of frogs, hidden in the reeds that grew in great abundance amongst the paperbark trees, and the occasional buzz of an unseen mosquito. He could also hear the gentle lap-lapping of the water as it washed onto the sandy, pebble-strewn shore. At one point