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Random scene in East Sydney. Click image to view an intriguing, immobilised character.

Lately Cablog has been under attack by Eastern Europeans spammers. Okay, it's not a serious attack but the frequency is starting to irritate me to the point of needing to enable comment moderation until these clowns lose interest.

Thus comments will be withheld from posting until I get to them, usually at dawn and afternoons. Coincidentally I'm out of town until the weekend so it's a good time to delay further posts.

In the meantime you'll love reading some tales from a New York cabbie's blog, Cabs are for Kissing. Gene only posts every couple of weeks but, boy, he's a great storyteller. A good start is this piece chronicling the life of a taxicab, in words and images, from birth to reluctant retirement...with a fitting twist.

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[Rainer the cabbie]

Re the image : [clip not released yet]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vBah13alfY

[adrian]

Rainer, that's an appropriate song...

At the moment of surrender
Of vision of over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

...except some noticed. At the previous intersection on William he was clearly zoned out. At a red light I watched with other pedestrians as he waited, vacant and distracted, as if under the influence of opium. But then he crossed normally with the others.

However by the time I'd dropped my fare and returned to William he'd only advanced 30 metres and I found him frozen at a deserted intersection. Whilst it looked kind of sad, he was probably having a great time, totally immersed in his own world.