Travel Went to Birmingham today with Fani, and although I didn’t experience the moments of clarity I've found there on previous trips, I did bump into the world’s soberest woman. We’d forced our way through the weather up to the Art Gallery. As we bounced up the steps, a gust of wind opened the front doors clear open and we walked through. Seeing the guard lady, who I thought looked a bit depressed, I said, looking backwards:
”I see you’ve installed automatic doors.”
To which she retorted:
”No, not at all. Those doors are not automatic. There are no automatic doors here or throughout the building.”
That’ll teach me to be a wiseass…

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