Thanks to this instance, I developed such a fear of queuing for tickets, that I went down to the station every week to collect my tickets a few days prior, so that on the day itself I’m more assured that I won’t miss my train. However on this day, my non-local friend and I were stuck in the queue for 45 minutes, and only got our tickets with 15 minutes to spare. After which, we ran to security check, then ran to find our gate, then ran to our train. A minute after we boarded, the train doors closed and it left the station.
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