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Day 192

He thought some music would maybe lighten the mood, but the only thing the gentleman heard was the shuffling of someone’s feet under his seat. The rest of the car ride was spent with very few words, only bless yous when someone sneezed or the occasional small talk. The drive was long and simple, they went down the same road the whole way there, watching the scenery slowly change from lively and bustling, to well, dead.

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