On the way to the bank, a tourist stopped me and asked me where Westminster Abbey was. I helpfully pointed to it (the big, white Gothic building just down the street) and she thanked me, then asked if the streets here 'move around' because it seemed very easy to get lost.
I laughed and said it sure seems like it, but I know better.
He's out there, moving streets around.
You hear me, minotaur? I'm on to you!
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It's a new Government programme to keep people occupied and mentally stimulated. Terribly hush-hush, of course. They only come out at night to do it, you see.
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