(You walk through the last lock-and then you stand in a snow white corridor, crowded with people, all orderly marching towards different exits. It's lunchtime. Some give you glances, whispering in disbelief-the same as always. Then suddenly, there's a squeak from above you. A blonde girl with rose strains and blue eyes, a camera around her neck stands on the staircase, covering her mouth with her hands)"oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god!"(she runs down)"you're really here!"
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