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Home > Diaries > 2005 > 18 |
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IT WAS early morning on my final day in Sydney. The inner city streets started off very quiet but soon they filled with the commuters returning to work for the day, hustling their way along footpaths and malls alike to file into the towering glass and concrete buildings where they would be encased all day. |
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