The rain soaked down into the humid air, and we pushed open the doors. Our big group slowly moved in clumps across Boston, from our hostile in chinatown, to the Prudential center. We filed into the giant vehicles, that had once charged the shores at D-Day. Shaped like a boat, but with wheels, and an engine, they were called duck boats. After a short tour through the streets of Boston, we drove into a side street by the grand Charles River. The road descended into a ramp, and the water splashed up close to our windows. A boat engine stated, and we accelerated again, but into the river.
I really liked your slice! You did a great job describing it.
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