A shanty toliet in the australian outback. A woman opens the creaky door and prepares her toliette, ignorant of the dunny spider lurking behind the bowl.
G’day mate, what are you doing here? Ah, one of those, I see. I never could quite understand what that was, not having one myself. Indeed, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt on it mate.
I was waiting for you the other day. You never came. I thought you were never coming back! I have to say, I kinda missed ya.
This is a golden opportunity isn't it, this place. I noticed others come here too, every now and then, with roughly the same regularity as yourself.
I wonder how many of them see it as an opportunity, and how many just want to get it over and done with.
