Ben: Perched and looking out the way of the road and towards that which passed, he had poise and yet smirked still, there, and at me; I walked up, crouched there below him and then looked up where I saw that he was mere carved stone; most things to me are only facades, and apparitions of something that I see off in the distance.
Morgan: Goodbye New York. It was fun while it lasted.
Rachel: "New" Rachel and Ben making friends with a spider.
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