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.......... Parallel With The Railroad, With Its ..........
.......... Endless Mirrors Looking Kinda Oily. An ..........
-......... Incredible Power Bound There... There'S .........-
*-........ A Wire Fence To Separate The Two Roads. ........-*
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-......... Yesterday. I Fear The Dreaming gate. .........-
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