I miss Bill Shorten. There – I’ve said it. It’s not because of the absence of those daggy shots of him jogging around recognisable parts of Melbourne. It’s not even the absence of recent photos of him wearing his Chloe’s husband T-shirt.
I miss Bill because of the loss of all those wacky proposals he took to the last federal election.
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