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@&%%==,,,, train dream ,,,,==%%&@
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@&&&%=†=-, you find yourself in a rift - a ,-=†=%&&&@
&&%†=----, clearing, narrow but immeasurably long. ,----=†%&&
##@&%=†=-, to your sides are walls made of trees, ,-=†=%&@##
#@@&%=†=-, thick and ready to swallow you. the sun ,-=†=%&@@#
@&%%††==-, is nowhere to be seen, but nontheless ,-==††%%&@
@@@&%=†=-, it is very bright - the air feels light ,-=†=%&@@@
##@&%=†=-, blue, almost white. ,-=†=%&@##
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@&&&%=†=-, along the span of the clearing lay two ,-=†=%&&&@
#@@&%=†=-, parallel silvery lines, dark hard ,-=†=%&@@#
&&&%%=†=-, metal. somehow you can see how heavy ,-=†=%%&&&
#@@&%=†=-, they are. ,-=†=%&@@#
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##@&%=†=-, they emit a high pitched whine... ,-=†=%&@##
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&==--,,,,, youre at the train station, on a ,,,,,--==&
#@@&%=†=-, catwalk above the rails. your train is ,-=†=%&@@#
@@%====-,, late, or you are late to the train. ,,-====%@@
@%†=,,,,,, it's a summer afternoon and the station ,,,,,,=†%@
##@@&%†=-, is busy, full of relaxed confidence. ,-=†%&@@##
@@&=†-,,,, ,,,,-†=&@@
#@@&%=†=-, you're in high spirits, although a bit ,-=†=%&@@#
##@@&%†=-, stressed about the time, while moving ,-=†%&@@##
##@@&%=†=- up the stairs to your platform. the -=†=%&@@##
@@%†-,,,,, station is in several levels, all ,,,,,-†%@@
#@@&%=†=-, placed within eachother by some ,-=†=%&@@#
@%%%==†=-, intelligent designer, and full of ,-=†==%%%@
@%%%†--,,, stairs, elevators, shortcuts, ,,,--†%%%@
##@@&%=†-, bazaars... you sight your train through ,-†=%&@@##
@@@&%=†=-, some glass windows. it's... not where ,-=†=%&@@@
##@&%=†=-, it's supposed to be? ,-=†=%&@##
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@@@&%=†=-, you're finally entering the city. while ,-=†=%&@@@
&%†-,,,,,, it is indeed a very high speed train ,,,,,,-†%&
@@&&%=†=-, you're traveling in, the journey has ,-=†=%&&@@
#@@&%=†=-, been long. but it's about to end! ,-=†=%&@@#
#@@&%=†=-, ,-=†=%&@@#
@&&&%=†=-, society is growing denser around you, ,-=†=%&&&@
##@@&%†=-, through the windows you see first small ,-=†%&@@##
@@@&%=†=-, shacks, built of metal and stone, then ,-=†=%&@@@
@&=†=,,,,, proper houses with mortar to keep them ,,,,,=†=&@
#@@&%=†=-, together... who in turn make way for ,-=†=%&@@#
#@@&%=†=-, the industrial buildings, the urban ,-=†=%&@@#
##@&%=†=-, maze, protective walls, jungle ,-=†=%&@##
@@@&%=†=-, network... ,-=†=%&@@@
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@&&&%=†=-, the tracks leave the ground, which is ,-=†=%&&&@
##@@%=†=-, needed for other purposes. you are ,-=†=%@@##
@@%†-,,,,, carried gently, curving upwards until ,,,,,-†%@@
#@@&%=†=-, you're moving upward along the wall of ,-=†=%&@@#
@%††-,,,,, a building. it's made of slabby stone, ,,,,,-††%@
##@&%=†=-, with great glassless window holes ,-=†=%&@##
@&===--,,, looking out the way you came. it is ,,,--===&@
#@@&%=†=-, pitch black inside. ,-=†=%&@@#
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