Thursday Morning, Around 11:30

While bathing/getting ready to leave, someone tried to call me.

I was in the other room and didn’t hear it.

I’d given my airport tube fare benefactor my number in case of change or problem but didn’t have her number, so didn’t know it was from her. My plane was leaving at 2:50. There was little (no) margin for error.

And I had no credit on my phone with which to call back and find out if I was fucked.

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