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Often I have wondered why the dark, cold and humid world of the underground is so attractive to me... |
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Is it the call of the unknown? Where does this gallery lead to? |
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Is it the quietness and loneliness, where you are all on your own, where you can flee the loud and noisy world above, where there is enough silence so you can think your own thoughts... |
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or the common excitement of an exploration in group together with people you like... |
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There are geological wonders waiting to be appreciated... |
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and strange light shows in the dark... |
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There are remainders of ancient works, done by people already dead... |
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although their names are still sometimes to be found. |
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Inspite eventual dangers under ground, once you've got the virus, you can't get rid of it! You have to go under ground again and again! |