May 16th 2005 Bayswater, London, England. Well, holy shit. I literally almost died this morning. My hands are still shaking. Some idiot, who was driving illegally without a license, almost hit me, almost squished me between his car and a parked vehicle. I mean, sandwiched on a dance floor between two guys is one thing, but between fast-moving metal is another entirely. No fun factor there, not for me. I had just been to my first job interview since hitting London (finally stopped procrastinating), for a receptionist position in a high-end hotel in the Euston area. The accident occurr
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