Tourism for the lesser man.
A child plays with a toy train set. The train goes round and round the track, picking up passengers and stopping at signals. A man is in the train, he likes to sit in the buffet car. When he looks out of the window, he can see his favourite plastic tree. There is never anyone else in the buffet cart. The man is lonely. But sometimes he is happy because the train goes around the track. Eventually, the child gets bored and puts the train back in its box. The man then sits in the dark, chewing on a small plastic umbrella.
It could be a lot worse.
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