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All Trains Are Going Local

04/28/2026 14:58h
Slowing down your body enough to feel. Thought you were at a standstill but you were only slowing down enough to feel the pain. There are worse things than running to catch the train, twisting your ankle, the afternoon fucked. Running to get to or away from? the stranger who helps you up wants to know, you who are so used to anything scribbled on a prescription blank. Just want the pain to go away, you say, surprised to find yourself reaching for someone else's hand.