I went to pick Ariana up at school yesterday. She was in the playroom in the basement of the school, reachable only by elevator. There was another woman waiting there as I approached. The elevator doors opened and she motioned for me to enter first. The elevator was going up, so I told her I would wait as I had to go down to the basement. She said "oh, it's ok. You take it - I can walk" and away she went, up the stairs, leaving me the elevator all to myself.
This.
Would.
Never.
Happen.
In.
New.
York.
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