Newtown The pick
Newtown won because it grew instead of arriving. Burwood's food precinct came from a developer. Chippendale's cool arrived with a construction crane. Newtown accumulated, decade by decade, and you can read the layers on foot. Repressed Records still trades vinyl next to natural wine at Bar Planet. Maeda and South End cook at a level most main streets never reach, and the crowd eating there includes people who were protesting on the same corner in the nineties. That depth is the tiebreaker. Anywhere can open fifty restaurants. Only one Sydney suburb has earned its weirdness the slow way, and it shows in every block.
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