I try visit my folks about once/twice a week. Some of childhood lingers at the back of cupboards and wardrobes, waiting for the day they're rediscovered and cherished once again. Among these items are of course some of my old comic books. Paged through these and I was there again, 1984. Six years old and dead to the world. Who wouldn't be with center spreads of Sylvester Stallone, Mr T. and Sheena Easton. Man those were truly the days. 45c plus GST.

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