Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground,

sun on your face as you slide by, on track to your destination,

not a care in the world, as you simply lean back.

And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travels should feel, and on our trains, it does.

Avanti West Coast, feel good travel.

What is up, Waffle, gang? I do hope you are well.

My name is Mark, and today we're checking out some more

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Now with a waffle out the way.

Let's stroll on over to the first story, shall we?

And it comes from Pye Shiner who says, am I the asshole for saying I don't own my family, financial support,

when asked to continue helping? I'm the oldest of five. My parents have me, 18 female, my brother,

15 male, and my sister 14 female, another sister 12, and another brother, 10 male, big family.

My parents always struggled to afford having kids, but they kept having more.

And things got even tighter over the years.

At first, it wasn't too bad.

It just meant no birthday parties or eating out ever.

But then it became no special birthday dinners, making torn school backpacks work three years in a row.

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