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Two Weeks, Wrong City
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The board blinked RED DELAYED. My ticket said Vienna, Platform 9. The woman next to me checked hers: Venice, also Platform 9. "That's not..." she started. "Impossible," I finished. The announcement: both trains stuck, no time. We looked at each other. "This feels personal," she said. I laughed. "Like the universe is deciding for us."
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She smiled first. "I'm Alex. Venice, if this board ever figures itself out." She had this worn-out kindness, like she'd already decided the day would be weird. "Theo. Vienna. And yeah, the day's definitely weird now." She laughed. "Want coffee while we wait? I could use someone who gets it."
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