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Barbican: a true short story

The man is tall and thin and is wearing grey. He has big eyes that make babies stare at him and sideburns now often commented on, thanks to the success of Olympic cyclist Bradley Wiggins. He is staying in a flat for a few days but every time he leaves the flat or attempts to find his way back, he gets lost. He is staring at a map. He walks in a circle and returns to the map. This happens four times. A child scoots towards the man. The child is approximately 4 years old and is wearing a helmet, modelled on that of the police. ‘Are you lost?’ asks the child.

‘A bit’, says the man. ‘Are you?’

‘No, I know where I am.’

The child scoots away.