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Away to Mordor with door locks that break and leaved you locked in behind them!
Fortunately, I'm on the smaller side and this was one of those dressing room type doors with a fairly large space underneath, so I made my escape by slipping under the door.
I also assign sliding across a floor that is probably disgustingly filthy. *shudders*
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People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff.
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