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@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, train dream @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, ######,,,,:«::,,##################### @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, ^^^ @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, (situation) @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, 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. @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, along the span of the clearing lay two @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, parallel silvery lines, dark hard @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, metal. somehow you can see how heavy @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, they are. @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, they emit a high pitched whine... @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, ,,†,, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, (situation) @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, 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? @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, ::%:: @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, « @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, (situation) @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, 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... @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, 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. @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,,@,@@, @,@,@,@,@,
@,@,@@,,@, @,@,@,@,@,