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Seven hours on the air-borne train, but it feels like 8000 years. I've worked and toiled for a full three years, to have earned enough time and money for only a one week trip. So now I'm flying across a continent of water, upon a pair of steel built wings- excercising hard rights earned through wracked blights in order to get to the other side. But then, a pair of arms, a pair of lips; a kiss- and I know it was all worth it. |