You have fantasies of leaving your pack to thieves, anything to shed the weight. Shoes should have been your biggest priority. The extra pairs of underwear have become a spine-crunching decadence. Your train is leaving.
But Ratzel, Gates and Bell know how close together love and hate can be. Distance can only conquer so many frienships; oceans don't end all rivalries. Your train is leaving.
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