Queue

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It feels like I spend a lot of my life queueing. To get into the train, out of the train, on to a bus, on a plane, buy tickets or get into a concert hall. In Kopenhagen we queued to get food and coffee. I wish I lived in a place where it would be easy to get your shoes of, so I could do this. But maybe I don’t spend that much time in the same queue.

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