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I was walking along Rawson Road with my friend, Dan Creamer, when we heard an explosion on the beach. I raced across Crosby Road into Potters Barn and down to the beach. I found a policeman, picking up pieces of a young boy who had walked onto the landmines. He asked me to help and I saw part of the child’s foot and skin on the barbed wire and decided I couldn’t stay. The boy had crawled through the wire to retrieve his football.

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