"21 September 2006
It starts before you can see it - a low rumble to the north that puts an end to the natural songs of Bird Hour. As the last lights in Orion's Belt fade overhead the din approaches. And before you have brewed the first of many coffees for the day, it arrives - a great metal goanna of cars and buses and trains full of commuters, chasing a dollar."
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