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The woman stumbled upon the overgrown bus in the heart of the forest, its rusted exterior a stark contrast against the lush greenery surrounding it. As she pushed aside branches and leaves to get a closer look, a flood of memories from a bygone era washed over her. The peeling paint on the sides of the bus whispered tales of a time long gone, of road trips taken and adventures had. The musty smell of old leather seats and faded curtains stirred something deep within her, igniting a sense of nostalgia for a past she had long forgotten.
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