The night bus felt like a confession booth. I told a stranger what I’d just done. He said “safe”. Very London.
Tag: nightbus
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The night bus felt like a confession booth. I told a stranger what I’d just done. He said “safe”. Very London.
I tweeted one line. Forty people asked for the rest. Fine. Here’s the rest, names changed, details not.