A fast, powerful wind gust sweeps across the subway floor, sending trash and old flyers tumbling through the air. A gold metallic ticket with glowing edges suddenly tumbles into frame, sliding across the floor and stopping perfectly between Mr. Triangle's feet. The triangle's eyes instantly transform into large, shimmering stars. He reaches down slowly with a trembling hand, his movements fille...
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