In Transit : Lost and found – Forget me not

This is a story of a woman who was lost and found. Roamed the streets, brought to the local police station and eventually returned to her home.

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Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?


There were two of us at the front office counter that morning.  Most of the officers had go out on their patrol duties.

My colleague was on the phone with the owner updating the status of a stolen car.  All incoming calls went into the 111 call centre and our job was mostly follow up cases and face to face incidents where things were found by locals and brought in to us or at times someone may have caught a thief and pulled him or her in.  Everyday is different, some days someone may bring in a puppy or a cat, a wallet or a cellphone or a camera.  The list is endless.  Sometimes we may have get the odd couples fighting their way to the police station !

It was a chilly morning.  A man in a business suit came in with a lady wearing a button-front blouse and pants.  I…

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