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Girl [and two boys] on a train. From miserable to mighty in 24 hours.

I’m reading a book – a real book – on a train. Serious stuff – Britain, 1974-1979. History. Hell, that makes me feel old. Three young people sit down, two opposite, one next to me. My concentration is broken. Hidden … Continue reading

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