The Third Level 2
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- sometimes i think Grand Central is growing like a tree, pushing out new corridors and staircases like roots.
- There's probably a long tunnel nobody knows about
- I went down on a short flight of stairs and I thought that was wrong but I kept on walking
- This feels strange
- All I could hear was the empty sound of my own footsteps. Then I heard that sort of hollow roar ahead that means open space and people talking and came out on third floor of grand central
- The room was smaller with fewer ticket stations and the info booth was wood and old looking, the lights were dim and there were brass spitoons.
- Info booth
- world
- Tickets
- A man snapped open his gold watch and frowned. He wore a derby hate a black four-button suit and a big black moustache, then I looked around and saw that everyone was dressed like eighteen ninety something
- Info booth
- world
- Tickets
- Tickets
- To make sure i walked over to a newsboy and glanced at the stack of papers. It was THE WORLD; and THE WORLD hasnt been published for years. It was printed june 11 1894
- THE WORLD June 11, 1894
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