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Over the clickety-clack and bang-bang-bang of the train tracks, her story unfolds. We’re both on the same sleeper car. I’m in a middle bunk, sandwiched between the top and bottom, and she’s also in a middle across from me. The sleeper cars in China are set up like this, sleeping six people to one small [...]
The seeds of journey are set into motion by one long grey hair shooting out of an old man’s face. It doesn’t have to be something significant or Earth-shattering that pulls me towards a particular destination. I don’t need an excuse to travel–just a feeling, some time, and possibly an offhand suggestion at best. For [...]
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