Death on the 14th Floor

>>  Friday, January 28, 2011

It started out like an ordinary day.  The hotel guests watching the excitement of the shark alarms from their balconies, the hoons wheel spinning their way around Scarborough (just like their fathers before them). 
So this was the world I perused from my own balcony.  The evening sky was foreboding. 
I watched the early morning surfies on the beach whilst I ate breakfast, I noticed that even by Scarborough standards there were a lot of police around. Turns out a woman had just been shot on the 14th floor of the hotel opposite.  Always good to meet up at Ob City!

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