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Mary Wakefield

As the cab doors locked, I wanted to get out

12 January 2017

3:00 PM

12 January 2017

3:00 PM

I meant to get the bus, but by the time I arrived at the stop at 5 p.m. last Tuesday, I was running late. I was relieved to see a Tic Tac of orange light floating towards me through the evening. The taxi stopped, I climbed in and said: ‘Just north of Angel please.’

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