Inside Ayers Rock is lit br with paired fluorescent lights br on steel pillars supporting the ceiling br of haze-blue marquee cloth br high above the non-slip pavers. br Curving around the cafeteria br throughout vast inner space br is a Milky way of plastic chairs br in foursomes around tables br all the way to the truck drivers' enclave. br Dusted coolabah trees grow to the ceiling, br TVs talk in gassy colours, and br round the walls are Outback shop fronts: br the Beehive Bookshop for brochures, br Casual Clobber, the bottled Country Kitchen br and the sheet-iron Dreamtime Experience br that is turned off at night. br A high bank of medal-ribbony br lolly jars preside over br island counters like opened crates, br one labelled White Mugs, and covered with them. br A two-dimensional policeman br discourages shoplifting of gifts br and near the entrance, where you pay br for fuel, there stands a tribal man br in rib-paint and pubic tassel. br It is all gentle and kind. br In beyond the children's playworld br there are fossils, like crumpled br old drawings of creatures in rock.