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Trapped in the window seat by a relentless stream of slightly unhinged passengers. Always sitting too close, their heads lolling on my shoulder as they grumble their nightmares aloud in their sleep. Or worse, the ones who stay awake, their stale breath caressing my ear, that same old question jammed on repeat; “Where are youContinue reading “32 hours on the Greyhound – My great American Adventure.”