The girl stood up and walked to the end of the station. Across, on the other side, were fields of grain and trees along the banks of the Ebro. Far away, beyond the river, were mountains. The shadow of a cloud moved across the field of grain and she saw the river through the trees.
‘And we could have all this,’ she said. ‘And we could have everything and every day we make it more impossible.’
‘What did you say?’
‘I said we could have everything.’
"I think about what we could have, about all we could possess," spoke the girl who stood framed against the fields and forest-obscured river, "And we could. All of this is within the realm of our grasp and possession, and yet we ourselves, as every day wakes and rises and night sets, push it away and create an impossibility out of this possible reality." At the end of the station, to where she had walked, was a view of the tree-lined banks of the rivers of Ebro, bordered by fields of grain., and far beyond this river rose the mountains.
The man did not, or feigned to have not heard the girl, and therefore spoke as such. The girl did not revisit the entirety of her previous statement, but once again spoke the sum of it for the man.
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