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In the dreamtime my Dad was a goanna. One day while my Dad (the goanna) walked out behind my Grandad and stood up. My Grandad spotted him in the rear view & turned around for him, shot him right in the heart. So when my Dad was born not long after, he was born with a bullet hole on the left side of his chest.
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