July 17, 2007

Queen Mary: SEcond Class Stairs bottom


At the bottom of the stairs, we opened a door. Much to our surprise, there sat a security guard. His white passage way, the bright sun outside, and the shock of seeing him there were in direct contrast to the dark stair tower that we had been sneaking down.

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