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 travel should feel.

And on our trains, it does.

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Maybe Don't Kill Them, who says,

Am I the asshole for possibly making my parents homeless?

And it does come with an update as well.

This isn't just me.

It includes my twin brother.

My brother and I, 17 male, were an accidental pregnancy.

For context, our oldest sibling is 37 and has a kid who goes to our hour high school. I'm

near a sibling in ages 28. My parents always made it clear that we weren't supposed to exist.

They were never abusive or neglectful or anything, but they were

kind of called our whole childhood. My brother and I will graduate high school in about a week

and will be 18 in two weeks. My parents have told us that as soon as we turn 18, we will have to

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