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Happy Australia Day. My peculiar sense of catholic guilt dictated that, since I'm taking most of February off for this New York thing, I should go into work today and try and get a few things done. And so I did. At 9:30 in the morning, St Kilda Rd was eerily devoid of people, apart from passing traffic. It was like an old sci-fi film where most of the people had suddenly gone one morning, and the others just weren't telling.
The postcard list is still growing...