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,,,,,,^-^*                                          *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^**                                          **^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^**@  Orange-Clad Train-Climber Crew, Moving  @**^-^,,,,
,,,^-^**@# Along The Rusty  Cargo  Cars  Like  Some #@**^-^,,,
,,^-^**@## Species  Of  Ferrophage  Insect.  Up And ##@**^-^,,
,^-^**@### Down  The  Train, Checking Bolts, Oiling ###@**^-^,
,,^-^**@##     Joints, Drinking Coffee, Smoking     ##@**^-^,,
,,,^-^**@#               Cigarettes.                #@**^-^,,,
,,,,^-^**@                                          @**^-^,,,,
,,,,,^-^**      ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶      **^-^,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^*                                          *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ We Were Going South Through  Finland  At ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- The   Time,   Sleeping   Close  To   The -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^  Furnace, Watching The Aurora borealis.  ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,  Twenty-Something Members Of The Crew,   ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ Most  Of   Which   Were   Mechanics,  Or ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- Loaders,  With  Large  And  Hairy  Hands -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ That Could Swallow My  Entire Body.  And ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^* Me Featuring  As  The  Cute And  Asocial *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^** Radio  Operator, Stationed  In The  Back **^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^**@    Of The Kilometer-Long Train, Which    @**^-^,,,,
,,,^-^**@#         Served Me Good And Well.         #@**^-^,,,
,,^-^**@##                                          ##@**^-^,,
,^-^**@### And  Then One Night, There'S  A Missile. ###@**^-^,
,,^-^**@## We Would  Routinely Pick Up New  Cars At ##@**^-^,,
,,,^-^**@# The Tail,  And Drop Some Off,  As A  Way #@**^-^,,,
,,,,^-^**@ Of  Earning  Some  Extra  Money.  But  A @**^-^,,,,
,,,,,^-^** Missile,  And  Appearing Silently In The **^-^,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^* Middle  Of   The  Night  At   That?  Not *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^         Entirely... Comfortable.         ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^-                                          -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ I Call  It In On  The Walkie-Talkie. Not ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Many  Others Awake,  They  Know  Nothing ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ About It, And Appear  Concerned As Well. ^,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,^-^      ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶      ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^*                                          *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^** When  I  Fall Awake  In  The  Afternoon, **^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^**@ Karl  Is  There,  Smiling  At  Me.  "Hey @**^-^,,,,
,,,^-^**@# Boy,"  He  Says,  "Wanna Help  Me Make A #@**^-^,,,
,,^-^**@##                  Call?"                  ##@**^-^,,
,^-^**@###                                          ###@**^-^,
,,^-^**@## After He'S  Brought  Me  Coffee,  I Dial ##@**^-^,,
,,,^-^**@# The  Frequency  From His  Notebook,  And #@**^-^,,,
,,,,^-^**@ After   A  While  There'S   A  Reply  In @**^-^,,,,
,,,,,^-^** Pan-Slavic.  Karl  Laughs  And  Makes  A **^-^,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^* Reply In The Same Language. Even  Though *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ We  Both Have Headphones I  Can'T Follow ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- At All,  But I Hear The Word "Missile" A -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^                Few Times.                ^,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,^ I'M Almost  Snoozing  Again  At The Time ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- Karl Puts Down The Headphones  And Slaps -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ Me On  My  Back. "Allright Boy.  I  Just ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^* Sold A  Missile."  He  Practically Beams *^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^** At Me, Teeth Filed Sharp.  "Wanna Make A **^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^**@                 Detour?"                 @**^-^,,,,
,,,^-^**@#                                          #@**^-^,,,
,,^-^**@##                                          ##@**^-^,,
,^-^**@###                                          ###@**^-^,
,,^-^**@##                                          ##@**^-^,,
,,,^-^**@#                                          #@**^-^,,,