To the London black cab driver who found me bloodied in the chaos of central London and drove me all the way to Reading: thank you.
Thank you for cleaning my face. For the sugary tea at the BP garage. For delivering me safely to my friend's front door and refusing to charge me a single penny.
In the trauma of that day, I never asked your name. I don’t think I even thanked you properly, and I am so sorry for that. But I hope you know that I remember you every single year.
You were a hero when London needed one most.
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