Her voice trails off as Madoka glances in the direction of the train, like she's trying to take in the sight all over again. Then she slowly continues what she was saying.
"Not really like this.. I think these kinds are supposed to be pretty old. The trains that crossed at the railroad crossings on the way to school always seemed much newer."
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Her voice trails off as Madoka glances in the direction of the train, like she's trying to take in the sight all over again. Then she slowly continues what she was saying.
"Not really like this.. I think these kinds are supposed to be pretty old. The trains that crossed at the railroad crossings on the way to school always seemed much newer."