I can't stop thinking about the theory of evolution. There's something about being in a place that's named after the father of natural selection.Every where you look you can see examples of adaptation. The people here are very relaxed, you have to be to deal with the climate. Even the mannequins in the sex shop window seem to have developed that little bit extra to fit their line of work. The window is on Smith Street, one of the main streets of down-town Darwin (the same street the gaudy cake shop is on, but on the other side of the street and about three blocks down).
I noticed these lovely ladies on my stroll back to my flat after a week of work. From a distance they looked just like any store dummy, wearing a little bit less than normal. But as I walked by something unexpectedly (something a gay man wouldn't think much) about them caught the corner of my eye. Their Dolly Parton-esque cleavage, which is very plastic indeed.
