We went to the bank. It had an enormous wooden and brass door, huge. But inside all was chaos. The bank staff were revolting, with shouted speeches in the central hall and downstairs, carnival music complete with whistles and drumming.
The problem appeared to be, that while the bank tellers were struggling on a minimal wage, their bosses were living it up on bonuses. Hmm.
So, with the money we didn’t have, we went for lunch instead.
The problem appeared to be, that while the bank tellers were struggling on a minimal wage, their bosses were living it up on bonuses. Hmm.
So, with the money we didn’t have, we went for lunch instead.
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