West Gate
A young woman dressed in black told me to wait by the west gate for my Greyhound. The Greyhound headed north will come by the west gate. I was there early and waited untill late, but no Greyhound ever appeared. Finally, I hitched a ride from a farmer with a horse and buggie.
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