Should mainstream medicine work with Indigenous bush healers?

The stifling outback heat of the early evening feels just ripe for trouble.

It's Friday night, and still over 35°C in the town of Alice Springs. It's market night, and the pubs and streets are full of people.

I hear glass shattering and a man and woman yelling at each other in the front yard of a nearby house. A group of young white men walk past me: "It's going down," they laugh.

More yelling comes from inside the house as the police pull up.

"Pikaringkupai," an elderly Indigenous man says quietly. It means ‘fight'.

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