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Every day camera crews line up there filming stock footage for news reports.
There's a micro-economy built up around it. Camera repair kiosks, little mobile caffs doing tea and bacon butties, freelance directors just standing there, barking out orders to nobody. They were once high-flying peeps at the Beeb but went slowly insane having to film endless streams of besuited commuters trudging.
I trainwankered into London Bridge. I swear ped echelons started forming on the pavement as my fellow worker drones and I trudged across the bridge.