Winning the sack race
January 30th 2009 As has become the norm, I had a few days in London as a buffer between the ordered existence of home life and the randomness of a new trip. I chose a seat in the "quiet" car of the train down to King's Cross, with the advertised silence rent by the spoiled bleatings of an unruly child, cellphones going off, laptop noises, and a lengthy laughter-filled conversation conducted by a nearby group of l
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