If, at a ryotei, one is not invited for unaffordable tea, please be welcome at Sydney Opera’s steps—with water or soda in hand—for completely free.

Access to privity may be exclusive, but it makes one not better than the rest. Public spaces, even by ticketed spaces, treat neighbours and passersby as a VIP guest.

Inculcate all day long to stay away from the door or behind the line, but self prefers the outside skin as a backdrop to a breather that is his, hers, and mine.

Yes, surely there are arias and caviars worth multiples of squared ten. They can be taped or boxed, though, while mirabilia gratis can be espied serendipitously with company and clouds and milieu of zen. ; )