The creepy magnetic escalators in St Lukes never fail to unnerve me. I think I’d rather pit myself against harried mothers with their run away trolleys than be stuck behind an immovable object on an escalator.
The creepy magnetic escalators in St Lukes never fail to unnerve me. I think I’d rather pit myself against harried mothers with their run away trolleys than be stuck behind an immovable object on an escalator.
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