When riding the Domain Car Park’s travelator late last Thursday evening, I felt as if I was moving toward some secret portal from which I’d be puffed out into the deepest ocean, or some faraway galaxy. Add to this a lone skateboarder on the travelator hurtling towards us at great speed, giant snails in the park, and dirty laundry hanging in the streets and I began to think we’d fallen down the wormhole of infinite surrealism.

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