Doublification and Country Towns - Why Wagga is OK

Monday morning early found me on a footpath table, at the Cache Cafe in Wagga.  It was damp out there, and a degree or five south of comfortable but the streetscape took in the elegant edifice of the Council Chambers.  Perspective and I have not managed so much as an acquaintenanceship to date, and here I've sketched in more than I could chew.  That roof here is badly skew, the upper balustrades partly missing, mostly mangled, neither is so in real life.  The Cache coffee too is something of a lottery.  Wagga Wagga, in the great Australian set of double names, is one of the few that sounds like it doesn't need its twin.

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