My feet no longer love me, we've queued, walked and queued some more. Of the 3 panels we wanted to see, we got into 2 of them.
A am currently ensconced in a beanbag in the handheld area, resting my poor weary feet.
Everything has a queue. There is a queue for the atm longer than the usual nightly myki queues at Flinders Street. Queues for various
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