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I love train stations. Unironically, I hasten to add. I get excited when I get to explore A new one, even though I have a Habit of getting lost easily and Ending up on the wrong platform. I’ve never missed my train though, To everyone’s surprise. Getting lost in the easiest of places Is my speciality, but the usual anxiety Doesn’t course through my body In stations, the liminality is Almost comforting. It’s an in between platform, Not the start and not the end, always Somewhere else to go afterwards. I like that.
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May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
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I love train stations. Unironically, I hasten to add. I get excited when I get to explore A new one, even though I have a Habit of getting lost easily and Ending up on the wrong platform. I’ve never missed my train though, To everyone’s surprise. Getting lost in the easiest of places Is my speciality, but the usual anxiety Doesn’t course through my body In stations, the liminality is Almost comforting. It’s an in between platform, Not the start and not the end, always Somewhere else to go afterwards. I like that.
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May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
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