And now, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat. No really... I am headed out in an hour on a 30 hour train ride. Yes I did say 30 hours. three Zero. 30. I can only imagine the smells coming off my body at the end of this little ride. Someone should invent scratch and sniff Internet. Maybe I can save a peace of clothing and bring it home for those that might be curious. It could be like my own personal form of torture for the ones I love. I would like to hear anyones thoughts on this idea.
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