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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 ,^-†*@####
####@*†-^, It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light ,^-†*@####
####@*†-^, Blue, Almost White. ,^-†*@####
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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 ,^-†**@###
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#@@@††^,,, 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 ,^-†††@@@#
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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, ,^-†*@####
####@*†-^, 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 ,^-†**@@##
####@*†-^, The Industrial Buildings, The Urban ,^-†*@####
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####@*†-^, 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 ,,,,--*@@#
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