ARTS AND CULTURE
- Eleanor Massey
- 17 March 2010
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The cockatoo screeched, hurling himself against
the windows of a Pitt Street high-rise. He didn't have a branch to sit on. We Sydney-siders, jammed between tower blocks which cut out the sun, and
pavements shutting off the earth, were in sympathy. Thank God for McDonald's.
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