I told you they can't help themselves. It's everywhere you look, koalas quite literally spilling out of the windows of even the most historic of Sydney's buildings, kangaroo keyrings, boomerangs, flags. All the sweat blood and tears it took to settle the great southern land has come to this.
Today I spotted koala shaped pasta in a shop at The Rocks. It was almost worth hanging around to answer my question "who buys this rubbish?".
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