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Dec 2017
Seb
Seb had never bought a train ticket before. He'd bought a plane ticket, a movie ticket, paid a parking ticket, but never a train ticket. He'd tried to do it online, but his credit card was maxed and his checking account was closed, so his only option was to pawn his PS4, the promise ring his ex-girlfriend had given back to him, and return the college textbooks he wasn't going to use. That and a few other knick-knacks he traded in at Buffalo Exchange Clothing pulled $300, enough for a one-way from Chicago to San Francisco with $67.45 leftover. Luckily, he'd quit smoking.
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Mitchell
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