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Unfortunately at this time, customers are unable to attend the Melbourne depot to inspect containers however, we are able to supply photos of containers to assist in purchasing decisions. Should you have any questions, please contact us on Melbourne is our largest depot and is located in Tottenham, 13km from Melbourne Port with good access to interstate rail hubs. The depot has a number of additional services on offer providing essential capabilities for our customers. Our Brisbane depot is in Acacia Ridge, with close proximity to rail and major transport corridors including Gateway Motorway.
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It is just 38km from the Port of Brisbane. Located in the heart of the CBD, the Sydney branch office staff are nearby to customer head offices. SCF's Ingleburn depot in Sydney houses a range of container types. It is in close proximity to rail, shipping yards and major transport corridors. Located 27km from the port in the intermodal rail precinct with good access to major road and rail infrastructure.
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Beer is expensive in PNG, so he made home brew by boiling methylated spirits in his grandmother's copper washing pot. It could be dangerously potent: according to Samson, some of his friends died from drinking it.
But at the same time you feel like Superman, numb, but like you're floating. Starting life outside of jail, an ex-prisoner often only has the bare necessities. Photo: Jennifer Soo. Despairing of their son's prospects, Samson's parents decided to send him to Australia. He wanted the best for me. But at the same time I thought, 'Did they have to do that? In March , aged 15, Samson flew into Sydney by himself. His aunts, who were living in Brisbane, had refused to take him, so arrangements were made for him to be met at the airport by his childhood friend Kevin, who had since moved to Sydney.
Kevin lived in Liverpool, in south-west Sydney, and worked for State Rail. But when Samson got off the plane, Kevin wasn't there. Kevin worked long shifts, leaving Samson alone. He found work tending yards for the father of a local boy. But he soon found how difficult it was being a black boy in suburban Sydney.
He spent his money on pot and alcohol and yet he was still just a boy: sometimes, for fun, he stole milk from the back of delivery trucks. Soon he became impossible to handle. He and Kevin began to fight. After six months, Kevin threw him out. He was 15, with few possessions and no family. At one stage he and a friend set up a tent in the bushes near Holsworthy Barracks.
There was corned beef, chocolate bars, tins of tuna. He began stealing cars. He preferred powerful models — BMWs, Nissan Silvias, limited-edition Fords — as they were good for "drifting" overcorrecting, at speed, so that the car slides sideways. Others he cannibalised for parts: he would scour the Milperra wrecking yard, dismantling cars to make new ones. Samson roamed widely: he dropped in on family in Brisbane, and couch surfed with friends in housing commission flats. In , he caught a train to Corryong in northern Victoria, where he worked for two years in a timber mill, stripping bark from logs with an iron bar, and playing AFL.
One night he was driving around, "stoned as a zombie", when he smashed through a boom gate on a railway crossing. He was rushed to the local surgery, where he had a marble-sized chunk of windscreen cut out of his skull. By September , now 21, he was back in Sydney, living in Ingleburn. One of his sisters had moved to the suburb, and he occasionally stayed with her. But his life was imploding. He stole and got into fights; there were convictions for malicious injury and drink driving. He took to keeping a rifle in his room: a pump action.
The first thing I notice is that he's shaved off his beard. We have lunch at a wholefoods cafe in Surry Hills, where he appraises the menu with palpable relish. Sure, I reply, adding that the newspaper's paying. The room has its own toilet, and air-conditioning. Not that he's been there much: he spends most of his time walking around the city, down to the Rocks, out to Bondi, anywhere really. He's largely eating for free at The Exodus Foundation, a charity in inner-west Ashfield: yesterday's lunch was meatballs, vegetables and a cup of cordial.
Exodus also gave him an "emergency pack" with baked beans, tins of spam and pudding cake. Goodlet Lodge is part of his TA, so it's effectively free. Still, money is tight. He's been searching for work, without much joy. Qualifications aren't an issue: Samson is a licensed crane operator, forklift driver, welder and dogman.
A dogman, or rigger, works with a crane operator to ensure the slings and hooks are correctly placed on cargo loads. He pulls out his wallet and shows me his "tickets", in case I don't believe him.
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We built the demountables for the Olympic Village. That my last job was driving a crane in Goulburn jail? He's already approached labour hire outfits, but they required a drug test, which was also a problem since he had a "big smoke" the night before his release. But Samson isn't one for sitting around. I'm a survivor, braz. That's the difference between me and the other bums who end up back inside. Sometimes he's so tired by the end of the day that he can't eat and goes straight to bed.
His favourite spot to meet is the Royal Exhibition Hotel, a small, sticky-floored pub close to Goodlet Lodge. The pub has a broad window looking over the street, where Samson can assay the passing parade of young women heading home from work. One afternoon, while sitting by the window, he shows me some photos.
They are of two young girls with frizzy hair and dark skin. They live in Brisbane, and are by different mothers, neither of whom want anything to do with Samson. Buy 'em whatever they want. I ask if he gets lonely. He spent New Year's Eve walking around the city by himself, "just following the crowd", and drinking from a Gatorade bottle filled with red wine. He got his six-digit inmate number and "reception tobacco" — a gram packet of White Ox. It was He was 24 and terrified.
As it turned out, the other inmates were terrified of him, because he was in for murder. When some older inmates taught him how to "dance", to fight properly, with agility and lethality, "I didn't have to bluff no more. For the first six years of his sentence, Samson was classified A2, high risk, and kept in "maxo", where he was locked in from 3pm to 7am. Sometimes this was because of a lack of beds and sometimes because of his behaviour. Once, when a guard declined to let him play touch football, Samson broke his jaw.
Another time, a guard called him a "black c The guards could retaliate in kind. In the end, Samson says he was given Tryptanol, an antidepressant medication that is sometimes used to treat hyperactivity. The Justice Health and Forensic Mental Health Network, which provides healthcare to inmates in NSW, says all medications are prescribed by registered health practitioners in accordance with medication guidelines. Prison was confounding, a paradoxical ecology which accommodated both Darwinian brutality — "If a bloke wants to fuck you, he'll fuck you, unless you're a good fighter" — and lasting fraternal bonds.
Inmates smuggled meat out of the servery, and gave it to those who didn't have it; men who had been released might oversee the affairs of friends they left inside. Guards and inmates might also co-operate. If a screw needed his accounts done, he'd get one of the prisoners to do it, then deposit the money into his account. Samson smoked dope and shot heroin, and brewed alcohol from leftover fruit.