There was a man who loved his son very much. The man worked the bridge for the trains passing over a large reservoir. Him and his son would do everything with eachother; for the son meant the world to the man. Nothing could ever tear them apart. Often, the man would take his son to work with him. They both enjoyed watching the trains as they passed by.
One day, the man was working inside of the small control room, waiting for the 下一个 train. Eventually, the train was heard from a distance, as it was nearing the reservoir. On this train were drug addicts, liars, cheaters, and thieves. Sinners...
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