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He found a thin white door, opening up to a small, fenced in ledge. It
looked down onto what the sign said was 'Tampa Bay' but what Fred saw as a
hellish realm of horseless carriages, thin rivers of stone, hulking
buildings and filthy houses. No greens at all. And painted signs taller
then the tallest draft horse. It was unclear what the platform was hooked
onto, but whatever it was, it was a hundred feet above the ground and
surrounded by honking, dirty, pigeon-full chaos.
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