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Tuesday 27 February 2018

Underground

They stood on the platform and felt the familiar cool breeze that alerted them to the train's imminent arrival.
The train stopped and the doors opened. People spilled off and people spilled on.
The doors closed and the train hurtled through the tunnel.
There was a screech of brakes and the lights went out.
This wasn't a new experience for seasoned commuters, but today was different.
Today was the day the beast had finally woken up and would take back the tunnel from which it had been evicted 100 years earlier.


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