He was on his way to pick someone up, someone who wasn’t a regular customer at the mini cab service he worked for
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Left Turn It had been the prime ministers main reasoning for the no tolerance strategy. The tragic story of an innocent mini cab driver. "Work. Sometimes you wish you could just pack up, win the lottery, and never have to work again. Not that you can plan winning the lottery. Jeez, life can be a bitch at times." Mark reflected on some thoughts commonly shared by his work colleagues. He was on his way to pick someone up, someone who wasn't a regular customer at the mini cab service he worked for. The place was in a seedy part of town, he knew most of it well, but he was even lost when trying to find the place. The whole area had reeked of a mixture of: urine, excrement, vomit, and another indistinguishable-but unpleasant-scent. The pavement had been piled high with an array of rubbish: nappies, food tins,...

