Being not-native, the idea of train mishaps still flash in my head. Mishaps aside, it also means each trip is a pleasure to be savored.
Standing on the platform at Diversey, wanting to inch as close as possible to the edge, but not so close the conductor blows the horn at my stupid ass. eyes closed, clackclack, doppler shift, wall of roiled air.
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Date: 2003-06-20 06:45 am (UTC)Standing on the platform at Diversey, wanting to inch as close as possible to the edge, but not so close the conductor blows the horn at my stupid ass. eyes closed, clackclack, doppler shift, wall of roiled air.