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The train slid through the dark evening air as George sat cursing his phone battery. Another hour to go, and no electronic distractions from the boredom.
Cu-clunk, cu-clunk, cu-clunk. The steady rhythm of the train was making her drowsy.
Good evening. So, we're on the Tain to the airport, this morning was a disaster. From forgetting guitars to being generally late and hungover, things were not going our way.
Привет, Любимая . Интересно, помнишь ли ты , что я несколько лет отработал на железной дороге. И стук колес, мне от этого как родной. Но не могу сказать , что он мне близок и приятен.
Looking down the platform whilst getting on my train, I could see a group of children all wearing what looked like black capes, also boarding.
On the train up to london. It's packed with people going up to cheer on their friends or loved ones, and secretly hoping they don't drop down dead half way around.
The shutters on the window split the blaring rich yellow light, causing me to squint as their broken, structured shadow ran over my face in a consistent pattern.