Date of the edible ‘This way, please, sir.’ I can see the way this is going. Other folk seem to think it is really funny; we go on. We climb the stairs to the office; another man is growing taller; his blue uniform shines with bright buttons. Of course, security. I look out of the window. People are... Sign in to see full entry.
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