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We stare at the spinning tires of the カラの train, ignoring the 暗い passing in 前面の of our 目（複）. Clackclack, it looks like another tire has fallen off the train and is rolling off to the カラの 風景 (all the cows once out there on the range, past visibility, long ago turned into hamburger, or just waste). |
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