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Friday, 26 May 2017

At the heart-pounding marae.

I saw these objects at the Kenana marae, photos of people on the

rear/back wall that had unfortunately died.

 I heard these things at the Kenana marae, the Ritchies bus we were traveling on scraping it's way to the Kenana marae. 

I tasted these objects at the Kenana marae, yummy chocolate chip cookies. 

I touched these objects at the Kenana marae, concrete outside the Kenana marae. 

I felt excited at the Kenana marae.