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The train moved, and the countryside blurred again. Jia folded her hands in her lap, the postcard tucked inside her journal, the sketch warm between pages. A child across the car fell asleep, his cheek against his mother’s sleeve. The old woman with the rings was reading a paper now, lips moving with remembered songs. Jia laced her fingers together and felt, simply and fiercely, that she was exactly where she needed to be. vixen jia lissa travelling alone 23 02 2019 extra quality