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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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,,^«\%%££@ Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard @££%%\«^,,
,,,^«\%%££ Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy ££%%\«^,,,
,,,,^«\%%£ They Are. £%%\«^,,,,
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,,,,^«\%%£ Youre At The Train station, On A £%%\«^,,,,
,,,^«\%%££ 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 %\«^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^«\ 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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,,,,,^«\%% 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 ££%%\«^,,,
,,^«\%%££@ 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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