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For about 3 minutes, Maria Fernando stands almost still, an incredible rarity, she is waiting outside the train station, ticket in her hand, she is preparing herself to see the immortal city, the last great city of the American Age, she looks back at the city of Saltpeter for one last glance of her home, the whole city is visible from the rail station on a hill, it was moved up hill and north about a mile about 200 years ago after a devastating flood, but nobody knows that now, history is easily lost in Saltpeter. The libraries know this, but nobody bothers to remember what happened in this city all those years ago. With one last gulp of the air, she lifts up her briefcases and runs to catch up with her companions, if she has to go to Chicago, at least she is going with people she knows. And Danny Jones, he is also there.

As she climbs up the stairs to Leaf Ann Smiths station she can smell the exciting smell of eggs and coal smoke, a mix you can only find at two places, an incredibly rustic bakery and the Saltpeter Train Station. The Coal is there because Leaf Ann Smith is known by certain groups in the city, but thankfully not the California Zephyr Authority of Denver to steal coal for the Diner she runs in the train station on the edge of the city in a large garden. Maria is ready to leave now, she wipes away tears that are beginning to form and begins to shift through her pockets to find the ticket. She produces it and feeds it to the ticket machine, it spits the ticket back out along side 6 Saltpeter Tins and 7 Chicagan Dollars, about enough for a Coffee and a biscuit on the train for the second day, she was glad the Machine was still broken and would always give change, since she couldn’t buy the coffee otherwise. When the gate pops open, she see’s that the train is in the station already and immediately runs on to the train, not bothering looking for her company on this journey, she didn’t want to miss that train. If she had looked she would notice that the Zephyr remarkably managed to hold all the members of her Brunch party from Yesterday. And that wasn’t the only surprise she would find if she had bothered to see who was at the station before boarding the train.