Lori sat alone on a bench in downtown London, 9:23 PM. She'd missed the bus and calling a cab had failed her as always. The autumn sky was rolling with dark clouds and all was silent. Lori hummed as she closed her eyes, exasperated and cold. "Yesterday, my life was in ruin.. Now today..." She sang to herself, wishing she was home with her record player. She didn't even hear the door opening. "You sound good," a voice rattled behind her, continued by the sound of a lighter being struck "you like Queen?"
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