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... h relief. We’ve been traveling at a snail’s pace—his words, because we can’t see outside—for what feels like forever. Morning? Night? It doesn’t matter. We live in a box.
If it wasn’t for a cleverly hidden toilet (which is gnome-sized—I 100% do not recommend using one as an adult human female), we would have been fucked. Even then, it was awkward. There’s no privacy because there isn’t room for it.
"We have a bit of a walk ahead of us," he continues, pressing buttons that enlarge ...
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