"Hold on," he shouted above the hum of the diesel engine. "You're already here. Take your time."
The old man reacted, slowing his shuffling feet through the slush and snow, he grabbed onto the metal pole, and hoisted himself in.
Had he of known that an ocean of memories was about to be sent through his brain, he would have thought twice before taking that final step.
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"How can this world give us at once the fascination of a strange town
and the comfort and honour of being our own town?"
-GK Chesterton, in Orthodoxy
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