Like lost pukekos in a dry swamp, the Henkel Troupe wander the city streets looking for the hub of cultural activity. Luckily the rain came down in the afternoon making all concerned feel right at home.
Doctor of philogyny, Dr Crewdaughter caught in a casual moment of reflection. His fine handiwork with the paintbrush displayed behind.
The Dr uses his musical telescope to introduce the musicians to some of the local insect life.
The troupe pay their respects to St Patrick as the higher power of financial game-playing and exploitation of addiction towers dangerously above.
The Doctor surveys the landscape.
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