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The Nothing Train to Nowhere – Part Four 1/2
It's too late. I can't remember any of it. I thought as I sat silently, solemnly next to the elderly man on the cool train to Nowhere. Six hours and thirty minutes left to get to Nowhere. I closed my eyes and tried to remember being in the woods. I breathed in through my nose and
Sarah Fader