Another Morning in Calabogie

The couple in the next room had a second breakfast. The wall of the motel is cookie thin.

BACK TO HOME

I had forgotten about the winter

Barely think about it anymore

I only remembered the trains and stations / but never figured out which exit to take

Launching Magical.Bingo

​You might find this quite your type,​ if seagull counting excites.

The Answer

The answer to everything. Doubles as my origin story.