One Who Wanders (abiona) wrote,
One Who Wanders

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Into the fog we went, and in the fog we remained; for hours we sped through the thick mist towards soyfields and red brick buildings. The place was as it had always been ... in the evening, the city's heart reeked of damp decay, and in the morning the factories were working away, producing man-made clouds.

Yep, you guessed it: I have returned to my soy-bound institution of learning. Whoo.

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