I will be taking the train gare. And sneaking into the empty handicap/old people section after hitting the bar. Pro tip the seats are huge and no one cares except for the conductor and all he's gonna do is announce once over the intercom that the healthy and young need to leave. It's not like he's gonna stop the train to come berate me personally. Shout out to my inner todd.
Fuck yes. PM me if you don't have my number. Gotta run. Kindle is dying and the wife is staring at me through the window with a judge smails "well, we're waiting look" on her face.