After all...

While living in Australia in the early 1990s, i used to hate fire hydrants. Melbourne, the city where i was based, appeared to have been invaded by them. Wherever you went, rows of the things stood nonchalantly at the kerb, dragging people and cars towards them. Their short vertical form was almost pagoda-like, but i didn´t feel like praying at those small roadside temples that gave the impression that Melbourne was possessed by pyrophobia and inhabited