The world on the other side
Of this door
Is still there.
I don’t see it.
I can’t hear it but
I know that world is there.
On the other side of this wall
There’s a world.
On the other side of this book
There’s a world.
If I stub my toe and break my foot.
Welcome to this brand new world!
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada