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†*=,,,,,,, to your sides are walls made of trees, ,,,,,,,=*†
$†*=,,,,,, thick and ready to swallow you. the sun ,,,,,,=*†$
£$†*=,,,,, is nowhere to be seen, but nontheless ,,,,,=*†$£
#£$†*=,,,, it is very bright - the air feels light ,,,,=*†$£#
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#@#£$†*=,, parallel silvery lines, dark hard ,,=*†$£#@#
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#£$†*=,,,, they are. ,,,,=*†$£#
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@#£$†*=,,, catwalk above the rails. your train is ,,,=*†$£#@
#@#£$†*=,, late, or you are late to the train. ,,=*†$£#@#
##@#£$†*=, it's a summer afternoon and the station ,=*†$£#@##
#@#£$†*=,, is busy, full of relaxed confidence. ,,=*†$£#@#
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£$†*=,,,,, stressed about the time, while moving ,,,,,=*†$£
$†*=,,,,,, up the stairs to your platform. the ,,,,,,=*†$
†*=,,,,,,, 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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$†*=,,,,,, it is indeed a very high speed train ,,,,,,=*†$
†*=,,,,,,, you're traveling in, the journey has ,,,,,,,=*†
*=,,,,,,,, been long. but it's about to end! ,,,,,,,,=*
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†*=,,,,,,, through the windows you see first small ,,,,,,,=*†
$†*=,,,,,, shacks, built of metal and stone, then ,,,,,,=*†$
£$†*=,,,,, proper houses with mortar to keep them ,,,,,=*†$£
#£$†*=,,,, together... who in turn make way for ,,,,=*†$£#
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#@#£$†*=,, maze, protective walls, jungle ,,=*†$£#@#
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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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