The Train and the Idiot

The red flashing lights go on and I stop. Behind me, the cell-phone hugging idiot beeps with impatience.

A minute or so later, the freight train comes barrelling through. Many of the cars are graffiti-splashed, kind of a Gen-Y imprint on a 19th century wonderment. The cars click through -- Union Pacific, Conrail, Burlington Northern, Canadian Pacific, CSX, Norfolk Southern -- all 90 of them including three engines.

Behind me, the cell-phone hugging idiot rambles on, following a little too close, in too much of a hurry to enjoy a forced few minutes of pause.

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