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As is tradition in our cosmopolitan desert community, when a directionless 20-something realises that they’re just floating through life trying to work it all out, they move to London.
Get themselves a Youth Mobility Visa, save up a few Australian pesos to last them a few weeks when they land and let her rip.
Adam Doiman told our reporter can’t even browse flights anymore.
He can’t even daydream about having a cigarette in a Dubai airport terminal like a travelling grown-up.
“To me, it seems the high of luxury,” he said.
“So smoke inside something. I will probably never get to experience that. I won’t ever get to buy a sandwich in the Dubai terminal, using my credit card. Choosing to pay in the local funky currency without even knowing how much you’ve paid,”
“Don’t even get me started on London. What the hell am I supposed to do now? Move to Brisbane?”
“I’m at a loss as to what to do with my life now. What should I do next year? Just keep working at Colenso Handjob BBDO? I hate it there. What if this is it? I’m just so lost.”
When asked if he thought about moving to the London of the Southern Hemisphere, Auckland, Adam said he hadn’t.
“Please just get away from me,” he said.
More to come.
