Just a little something from the journey…

The kind of curiosity that leads the train traveller to lean toward the window, so engrossed in the passing countryside that they only stop leaning when their glasses knock against it; the window that is so deceptively close and limiting, and their glasses tilt in such a brief manner as it is reminiscent of skipping from one frame to another when reading a graphic novel.

The traveller then pulls back from the window and plays with their lips.

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