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Jan 16, 2008 23:19

Passing landscapes of his familiar tri-state territory are blurred by the speed of the train. He marvels at how this path is so linear and calculated. If only his own life could be guided by the rails and kept on track, propelled ever closer to a known destination. In that way, his arrival would be an ultimate success - nothing left to be desired. ( Read more... )

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anonymous January 17 2008, 05:33:08 UTC
After reading this I felt surprisingly good.
I don't know if that's what you wished for or expected,
but that is what happened.

I hope you're doing well, and I hope the city is helping and not hindering.

See you Friday,
Emily

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