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Of All the Gin Joints ...

Today's interview was for a job that'd land me 6 floors above Larry. Not only could we cycle in together (there will be *NO* tandem bicycles) and/or share the Jubilee line, but we'd be riding the same elavator bank in a Canary Wharf high rise.

It's not for the same company, but still, how messed up would that be?