My Long Ride Home
I stepped onto the train. feeling tired and flustered. It had been a shit day. Robinson had been a complete bastard, insisting that I stay late and work on his brief. Now I had to endure a long train ride home, as the city sweltered in the midst of an unbearable heat wave. I juggled my bags as the train started and lost my balance, falling into the seat behind me in an ungraceful slump. I looked around with embarrassment, but the only other passenger on the carriage was the blind guy opposite...
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