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@§^=,,,,,, 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 ,,=:^¤§§@@
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#@@§¤^:=,, 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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#@@§¤^:=,, You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit ,,=:^¤§@@#
##@§¤^:=,, Stressed About The Time, While Moving ,,=:^¤§@##
#@@§¤^:=,, Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The ,,=:^¤§@@#
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#@@§¤^:=,, Intelligent Designer, And Full Of ,,=:^¤§@@#
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##@§¤^:=,, Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through ,,=:^¤§@##
#@@§¤^:=,, Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where ,,=:^¤§@@#
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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! ,,=:^¤§@@@
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@¤:::::=,, Society Is Growing Denser Around You, ,,=:::::¤@
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#@@§¤^:=,, Proper Houses With Mortar To Keep Them ,,=:^¤§@@#
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#@@§¤^:=,, Needed For Other Purposes. You Are ,,=:^¤§@@#
##@@§¤^:=, Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until ,=:^¤§@@##
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@@@§¤^:=,, A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, ,,=:^¤§@@@
@@@§¤^:=,, With Great Glassless Window Holes ,,=:^¤§@@@
#@@§¤^:=,, Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is ,,=:^¤§@@#
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