Darlinghurst’s hectic Victoria Street, just outside the Wicked Weasel emporium. It’s a place where people spend every weekend, pretty much all the time, bumping up against boundaries… But in this tiny corner, someone’s made a claim.

You can usually see a homeless man on this bench. He engages all passers in conversation, ‘though we can rarely keep up. He often has a bag of jumbled up food, just like the one sitting there.

Once, walking past, there was a wallet lying on the ground open, with cards and things scattered.

But whatever the usual life of this area, the claim says, this corner is just off limits. They even added an extra ‘m’ for good measure.