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Getting Away with Murder (on the Orient Express)
I know what you’re thinking, two posts in as many days, you can’t handle it. You’re made of sterner stuff than that, stiff upper lip young fella-me-lad, we didn’t build the Empire without going through a few hardships – here have a gin and tonic. It was with such British verve that a couple of weeks ago we boarded the Orient Express. Jane had heard that the infamous vehicle occasionally takes trips up into Malaysia for just the evening, rather than heading all the way to Bangkok over a period of days. So it was that months down the line (insert drum crash here), we ‘poshed’ ourselves up and headed to the train station. The train itself is beautiful, with the classic colonial carriages and narrow hallways and cabins. I nearly couldn’t stifle my urge to fight a Russian spy inside one of the cramped carriages, but the offer of drinking on the open back of the train was enough to prevent a fruitless search of the carriages for agents of SPECTRE. We were to be
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