At a workshop today, down in the city, I was standing beside the Spencer St bridge over the Yarra River. A bald man strode northward across the bridge until he reached the midpoint, whereupon he unzipped and urinated off the bridge into the river. At the end of the task, he simply rezipped and then continued across the bridge as casually as though he had simply stopped momentarily to admire the view.

People walking past in both directions were a little startled, as was I. Fortunately none of the regular tourist vessels were passing underneath or they would have been diving for cover…

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