It's dark, it's dank and it bores the heart of London like the holes in a Jarlsberg cheese. The Tube. Ol' Stink. Blind Man's Guff. Known by many names and none of them nice, The London Underground is not a place you'll find a cabby. But Ray is ready to grit his teeth and take you there, because that's today's destination. And that's what cabbies do.

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