The bastards charged me £14 for a locker on ground level no higher than my bloody shoe! I suppose it's somehow my fault for wanting some form of storage! I now need to hire either a contortionist or a very small person to open the damn thing... Either that or a chiropractor to mend my spine after using my locker.
Ah well, what did I expect? There's probably someone jumping to try and reach their locker somewhere...
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