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… stopped in the shade of the station canopy. She stood on the platform and made a quick phone call, dumped her bag in left luggage, glanced down to double check that she wasn’t still wearing anything made out of latex, and hailed a taxi.
Alex Irvine
✍ Posy Churchgate
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