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[morrihgan]

There is a paper-maker's shop in Venice that sells kites, o damp one, and a train that runs between here and there. :)

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[aduration]

Train, plane, gondala? Lead on, my dear lady. I'm tasked with souvenir shopping but time spent in company is never wasted.

[morrihgan]

Train. *solemn!* After you've had a few fights in a dirigible, you're inclined to keep your feet a little closer to the ground, by preferance. Not needing to breathe is all very well, but two broken legs aren't comfortable.

That and the horse-locomotives are really quite a sight to see. :D

*headtilt, thoughtful* you could probably commission a shipbuilder to make you models of everything he's seen or built.