By Benjo Kazue

Issue no 20
An APWT publication

It’s 10am. Blue sky, sunny day. I’m walking down Johnson Street, the main drag of Byron Bay in Bundjalung Country. It’s littered with trash choking an overburdened sidewalk dehydrated by tourism, backdoor development and a domestic yuppie invasion. I’m on my way to the Volcom store for an interview with an old friend: