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Ticket to Ride Works — But Not the Way the Box Promises
9/11/2026
My daughter was eight when we first opened Ticket to Ride. She loved trains, she loved maps, and she had recently graduated from Candy Land with the kind of confidence that only comes from winning too many times. We sat down, I explained the rules in about five minutes, and then…
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