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I think I saw some pretty long trains when I rode my bicycle across the country. It seems to me there was one where the cars kept coming and coming. But these memories are very vague. I was alot more aware of all the garter snakes that sunned themselves on the road in North Dakota--and the one green snake I saw, and the never ending agricultural fields, and the pain in my ass from that GD seat that I bought just before the trip. (It was finally broken in with two days left to go in the trip. When I realized that I took off the two sponges that I'd jerry-rigged to the seat in North Dakota, and had kept watered because without the H2O they'd squash down like crepes, and I'd start hurting again.)

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