I have decided to create my new travelogue of Purgatory. I feel that some of the places I have been to have felt like the waiting room of judgement. When I visit these places I think things can't get much worse. Things have got to get better. Why? Because I am a good person.
My home town was my introduction to Purgatory. A small town in the fens which boasts a bridge without water running under it and a playing field. It's closest city Peterborough advertises in the tourist centre the city's close proximity to Cambridge. Peterborough is best known as a place which people drive past, or once spent several hours waiting for a train change at the station. As for other merits, this place digs deep into it's pockets and can only produce fluff.
I seem to visit Purgatory more often then I would like to, thus I have decided to record my adventures in the places where time slows down.
Welcome to Purgatory!
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