There’s nothing worse than wandering around central london not knowing what to eat. After ten minutes of strolling around, I decided that a flat bread from the Morti Port Sandwich Bar would be just the ticket.
Sadly, the neighbours had decided to have a bonfire in their top floor flat and the police sealed off the entire area.
I asked the policeman if I could get my sandwich, but he just laughed. On reflection, I should have asked him to get it for me.
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