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Day 6 My usual place had become the first seat you get to when walking in to the bus. I realise that from here I can hear the low radio the chaffeur is playing, which is perfect since my headseat has somehow disappeared. I'm playing a game at my phone when the song Moves like Jagger comes on. I haven't heard it in ages. I start tapping my fingers and bobbing my head slightly to the rhythm. The darkhaired, browneyed chaffeur notices. He turns up the volume.