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Sydney's trashbag heart oozes... well ooze early in the morning. It reminds me of how dodgy King's Cross used to be.
Ever been in Taylor's Square at 6am on a Saturday morning, and been sober? To say it's a view of humanity at its most depraved is being overly generous. You could shoot a sequel to The Killing Fields here on some overcast mornings. There's fights, injuries, drugged out ravers, drugged out gay people, young professionals up early having coffee and people jogging to work. It's Sydney's melting pot at boiling point, and considering how dangerous it's meant to be, you actually feel surprisingly safe. Maybe it's ambulances hanging around for people to hurt themselves, I'm not sure.
The City of Sydney council is looking to renovate the Square, which would be about the fourth time since just before the Olympics. Personally, I like it just the way it is now: the fountain seems to wash away a lot of the vomit and vomit smells.