is a slippery task in progress. You work through and turn the corner only for something else. This in conversations plenty with strangers I have connected with...
Beyond the conversations in commadarie on train platforms one Monday morning in August. The train back home first attempt to board via Milton Keynes, then Stoke, then after several others, the quieter train advised by the guard, straight through to London Euston with no stops, we finally departed on. The busy time in delays backing up the business of passengers from A-B ... The stack of people building up this day ... It would have been a completely smooth journey. The good connections in tube with other train to home in lovely and quiet off peak. The going against the flow of tourists enjoying the holidays into the city ... on my journey out ...
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