Walking through the streets of Junee, I pause for a moment in the shade of the local Chemist’s deep awning. The colourful drop-down blinds at the awning’s edge flap gently in the breeze as a handful of cars pass through the town’s main street. Intricate leadlight windows float gracefully above the window displays, framed by hand-written signage and glossy glazed tiles. A drop of white paint hasn’t been spilled as far as the eye can see.
I am suddenly struck by the question ‘Has Air-conditioning made us mean?’
I mean where did all this generosity and character go?
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