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40‘Hobart International Airport,’ said Jane. ‘Sounds a bit grandiose for such a small operation.’ Vince looked around and nodded. ‘At least it’s easier to navigate your way around than Tulla.’ ‘I think it’s cute,’ said Elena. ‘Don’t let any locals hear that C word,’ he responded. ‘The Taswegians are sensitive about that stuff.’ ‘Tassie’s booming, isn’t it?’ asked Jane. ‘Aren’t all the mainlanders moving down here, looking for cheap houses and clean air?’ ‘Clean air all right,’ said Vince, pulling his bomber jacket around him. ‘Bloody cold air if you ask me.’ Their flight had touched down fifteen minutes ago and they’d already picked up their luggage and were out on the concourse, looking for the car hire depot. ‘There’s Hertz just over there,’ said Elena, pointing to a sign a hundre

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