I stared out the window and sighed. A group of raggedy kids, even a lady and her baby, were standing a few paces back from the Gold Cammer and waving.
In a few minutes Sammeth Street would come into view, and the countryside view, old faded barns and cornfields would disappear. In it's place would be shining horses and wagons, frilly old ladies and golden carriages.
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