To the Cradle of Western Civilization

I was hopelessly lost. All of the signs were telling me conflicting things and it didnrsquot seem like there were any people around that I could ask for help Everyone who was there hurried past me averting their gaze seemingly playing a game of ignore the lost man with the big backpack. The muffled voice came back on the intercom and announced a string of instructions regarding which train

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