Read the sign

59. 8pm. Top deck, on the right, just behind the stairs.

A woman squeezed past with two STOP signs on sticks – I guess for directing children crossing the road, she looked like the kind of lady who would be good at that. A calm, serenely lined face. She was telling her travel companion, who was already halfway down the stairs, ‘OK, hold on, I’m not going to go fast…’

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