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Alan Turing walks down the aisle of a train bound for Bletchley Park — his is the only adult face amidst the sea of children.
He watches a SMALL BOY pour over a PUZZLE BOOK. OLDER KIDS, loud and rowdy, TAUNT the Small Boy, who doesn’t look up, he’s so focused on his puzzles.
Alan watches. Maybe he smiles. Maybe he understands.