Second, I just got off the tube at Euston to find the station being evacuated, due to "a reported emergency", under the guidance of a soothing uninflected male voice on repeat. It was a very sedate process of removing ourselves from presumable harm - I imagine the average pace through Grand Central on a normal day would have left us far behind. There wasn't even any show of ire, at the fairly significant disruption of the morning commute. It was a calm, effective, workmanlike evacuation, and I haven't figured out what I think about it yet.
On a train now, shooting away from London. M-blogging! The web needs a better lexicographer.
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