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The hours pass. The miles go by. Voices, sounds, echoes. Was it a dream? Sights and smells. Sensations floating behind on the river of time. Now the city comes into view while…
The hours pass. The miles go by. Voices, sounds, echoes. Was it a dream? Sights and smells. Sensations floating behind on the river of time. Now the city comes into view while…
The machine races forward, groaning and humming as it accelerates along the runway, then the rattling gives way to a soft hum, a heart sinking sensation, its force and momentum…
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