Day is fading over Melbourne and the cool night air has descended on regal and modern architecture of the busy metropolis. The imperial looking Flinders Station with its domed copper roof pieces and carved stone facade sits impressively on the busy corner swarmed with throngs of people heading home from work.
Mouth open wide and lit from within it swallows the evening patrons in their thousands, a chaotic rush of humanity on their daily pilgrimage of travel by rail. Looking out like a cyclops eye the ticking clock at its face reminding the busy streets that time stands still for no man, the trains are arriving and leaving in its belly. Hurry or you'll miss them!