Walking past Ward Park in Surry Hills you might notice people acting a little retarded. That's because they're probably actors rehearsing between classes at the Actors Centre on Devonshire St.
I saw some retards today. One was a mop-haired man with a noble posture yelling domestic obscenities at a pretty waif. She yelled back, frazzling up her damp, dark hair and tensing her back which already looked taut in her fitted hipster jacket.
They held what appeared to be scripts and stood a fair way apart in that cold, sunlit park. I felt obliged to throw coins at their bag pockets, but I'm too poor for that.