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My son is 19. He is fit and healthy and we are lucky. He’s on a gap year and he’s working. Getting up at 4am and arriving home in the dark, he’s exhausted but earning great money and he’s on a union site, so he’s safe. He’s having a go, he’s getting a go and he’s paying taxes. But he didn’t get this gig through a job network provider. He got his start through a teammate at a sports club.

This is how Australia operates. All the good jobs I have ever had… I didn’t find them in the paper.