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| She strode briskly. Her high heels tapped purposefully on the cold London concrete as she approached the busy entrance of the train station. Slowing to quickly glance at her watch, she cursed quietly under her breath. The train was leaving in three minutes. She had little time and needed to run, pushing past the many faceless London commuters that were getting in her way. She approached the ticket barrier and flashed her ticket to the guard who barely gave it a glance. Running now with more than a hint of desperation she reached the train doors just as the doors were about to close. In she stepped and found a vacant seat to collapse into. This is a story about Harmonie. That’s not her real name of course but it will adequately serve the purposes of this story. Harmonie is a successful business-lady. She is the managing director of a major brand leader in ladies cosmetics and her offices are based in upmarket The Strand, London. Describing Harmonie’s appearance is a bit like tr...
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