I am walking down a high street and see a bunch of people about to cross the road. I decide to follow them as they seem to know where they are going. We all go into a shop which sells meats and cheeses.
I arrive at an airport or train station and it is dark and raining. I have a suitcase with me. A man offers to let me share his taxi (it is a British black cab). I get in the cab and sit with my case on the floor in front of me.
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