My brother is lost in the Tasmanian wilderness as I write this.
Ursula Lane-Mullins
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Update: He is now back home and safe, having walked his way out of the bush. He survived on his compost, which was nothing more than two eggshells and a carrot top from the day before. He drank his urine for breakfast to get minerals into his body. There was no way the helicopters could find him due to the scrub which covered him completely. He is full of scratches and bruises, but he is alive and well.

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