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Good morning, said the little prince. What are you doing here?
I sort out travelers, said the switchman. I send of the trains that carry them, now to the...
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Good morning, said the little prince. What are you doing here?
I sort out travelers, said the switchman. I send of the trains that carry them, now to the right, now to the left. To Vienna, to Vigo...
A brilliantly lighted express train shook the switchman cabin as it rushed by with a roar like thunder. They are in a great hurry, said the little prince. What are they looking for? Not even the locomotive engineer knows that, said the switchman. Were they not satisfied where they were?, asked the little prince. No one is ever satisfied where he is, said the switchman. And they heard the roaring thunder of another brilliantly lighted express train. Are they pursuing the first travelers?, demanded the little prince. They are pursuing nothing at all, said the switchman. They are all asleep in there. Only the children are flattering their noses against the windows-panes. Only the children know what they are looking for, said the little prince. They are lucky, the switchman said.
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