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Nov 02, 2008 11:53

::Upon the train stopping, Ben immediately got off. It was the kind of moment where someone wanted to literally kiss the ground sand beneath his feet. For days, he had been stuck on the train and he was the type of person that got restless after being somewhere for too long.

Carrson City was strange. It reminded him of a place he had once been to with Grandpa Max and Gwen when he was a kid. ...Lots of places did, actually.

Immediately, Ben felt the sun's intense rays beat down on him, so he took off his green jacket in an attempt to cool himself a little. He stood there, looking down at the sand his shoes were buried under.::

carrson city, sawyer

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