Down there. Down under. You walk the inbetween being quite careful of the burning sun. You come to Western Australia and experience the sound of Pogo. He’s electronically mixed some tunes for you comprised of the pop culture candy fit for all ages: movie sound bites.
Unsure what to make of this business, you smile and edge towards the nearest escape. Halfway into the retreat you notice others are listening. They like what they hear. You sit down and listen and take it all in.
Being greedy you search for more.
