Regardless of which route I take to work, I pass over at LEAST three sets of railroad tracks. Trains switching back and forth at lunchtime used to be a routine occurrence, but the rails have been quiet lately. Imagine my surprise when I had to wait for the longest train ever when I was in a rush to get home, my day cut short again. At least the graffiti was interesting; I even saw a portrait of Maggie Simpson!
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