THE MIDDLE LANE
Aug 10, 2022
2 minutes
I am trying, and failing, to jam another stack of flattened Amazon boxes into our recycling bin, when I notice Bob beckoning furtively from across the road.
Bob lives on our street. We’re on first-name terms. We’re definitely not on ‘beckoning furtively from across the road’ terms.
Nonetheless, Bob continues beckoning. I abandon the
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