She took a train to New York city. Rain fell hard on the hotel sign. A weak cup of coffee and some gasoliene. Crowded diners filled with the smoke and steam and smells of the working class. Time slows down on the road. Or speeds up. Either way it dosnt matter like it used to. Lost in transit. One more stop. The dead letter office.
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