As the winter sun begins to rise above the towering buildings of the city of Brisbane, Burnum Yileen, a young, aboriginal man lies on a park bench, passed out from the night before. His blanket is a page of yesterday's newspaper yet he is not cold, for his bottle of Metho, the contents now consumed, fills his body with a fiery warmth. Burnum was awakened by the screech of the first train into Central station, …showed first 75 words of 995 total…

…showed last 75 words of 995 total…chance of living like one of those upper-class businessmen. "Nah," Burnum whispered to himself as he walked to the park, "I don't need that. All I need is my white and burnin' girl." That night, as the winter moon began to fall below the towering buildings of the city of Brisbane, Burnum's 'white and burnin' girl' took from him the weight and waterfall of ceaseless Time. Safe in the house of Nothing now he lies.