London Farewell
March 16th 2009 So there I was at the post office, running a few errands for the hotel, when the man behind the counter got chatting to me. He was a jolly fellow, just trying to pass the time by shooting the breeze. He knew I was working at the hotel due to my heighth of fashion waistcoat and tie, and he started asking me about my job and whether I enjoyed it or not. When I told him I'd recently resigned and was
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