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As the black cab drove away, John looked down. He sighed. Not only did he accidentally swap bodies with someone, that person just happened to be a woman. He had read the journals carefully. No one had ever found the magic taxi again once they used it, which meant he was likely stuck like this for the rest of his life. He hadn’t paid much attention to this woman when she was in the back of the cab. He had no idea who she was, where she was going, or anything about her. She had her cell phone with her, which had a case with a pocket that had a few credit cards, some cash, and an ID inside. He could probably make it through all this, but first he needed a drink. Luckily, there appeared to be a bar right on the corner.
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