Presumably this goes on 365 days a year in Darlinghurst. Certainly if you stand at a certain ice cream shop at a certain time each day, this is what you see across the road.
Cockatoos are the perfect bird for Darlinghurst: noisy and brash. And at least (unlike the common koel) they don't park themselves in one tree forever. And they seem to go to sleep at night.
There's one I hear around the trees that sounds like it is shrieking: "Get ready! Get real!" I'm sure it lived in a 70s party house. Where else do you get dialogue like that?
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