remote cards

The clunky transit van stops in the exit from the petrol station. The door flung open, as a portly Indian guy steps out and rushes back to the pump. The door lying open beside him, no doubt keys in the ignition. I can only guess that he has left his credit card in the pump, since that station is one of the few with direct pump payment units. The lights turn green and I drive on.

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