August 30, 2026 — 6:00am

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I trundle up the tram steps, look around for a vacant seat. A few sets of eyes avert from phones to me and back to their phones.

The tram eventually empties and I grab a seat.

Then, as if making a last-ditch qualification bid for the Aussie sprint squad at the Glasgow Commonwealth Games, those same people sprint to the door, furtively looking for the next stop.

It’s then I clock the ticket inspectors, known in the bureaucracy as authorised officers, moving in packs.

The fare evaders are a mixed bunch. Some appear to…

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