We shall probably never find out who she is. She was asleep when I got on the tube and still asleep when I got off. For all I know she woke up in Cockfosters or some such last stop on the line. Her story is hers to keep.
We shall probably never find out who she is. She was asleep when I got on the tube and still asleep when I got off. For all I know she woke up in Cockfosters or some such last stop on the line. Her story is hers to keep.
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