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... swirling world of gray and white.
Rails from unknown origins converged at the center of this strange realm, and from the distance, a black steam locomotive came barreling down the tracks—just a thin black line at first, puffing smoke, accelerating faster and faster.
'Clang-clang, clang-clang...'
Countless trains charged forward, like Don Quixote charging at windmills, crashing violently into one another.
Engine to engine, engine to car. Some flew ...
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