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#@£=†~.,,, clearing, narrow but immeasurably long. ,,,.~†=£@#
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#@#@£=†~., 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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@#@£=†~.,, along the span of the clearing lay two ,,.~†=£@#@
#@£=†~.,,, parallel silvery lines, dark hard ,,,.~†=£@#
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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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#@#@£=†~., 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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#@#@£=†~., 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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#@£=†~.,,, society is growing denser around you, ,,,.~†=£@#
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@#@£=†~.,, proper houses with mortar to keep them ,,.~†=£@#@
#@£=†~.,,, together... who in turn make way for ,,,.~†=£@#
@#@£=†~.,, the industrial buildings, the urban ,,.~†=£@#@
#@#@£=†~., maze, protective walls, jungle ,.~†=£@#@#
@#@£=†~.,, network... ,,.~†=£@#@
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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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