I'm going to take you to somewhere a little bit different this time.

Thinking about you're at a great lineup of buses.

These buses are about to leave for somewhere.

And it's the dead of winter, wherever you are.

This is a cold place.

The ground is icy, there's snow everywhere, much of it dirty from the traffic that comes through this area.

And the buses are tossing up exhausts all around, these giant wafts of this fog surrounding everything being blown by this harsh winter wind but it's kind of a nice

smell that diesel exhausts it's kind of a nostalgic smell from long ago and you smell it you smelled it many times in your life, but every time it's a bit comforting

in a way, even though it is a very harsh, harsh cold up here.

And you know that you've just said goodbye to someone important to you.

Someone you will see again soon, but you did say goodbye.

You're leaving for somewhere.

I'm one of these buses, many others with you.

I'm not sure quite where it's going, but it's not a bad place.

This isn't a bad plan.

This is something you want to do. This is somewhere you want to go.

Now, as people begin to board these buses,

their winter coats with their luggage and bags tucked away within the bellows

underneath this large bus.

Maybe they have a backpack that was put in an overhead or keep on the lap, who knows?

You didn't pack too heavy.

You board one of these buses. They're nice. They're not too cramped.

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