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THE 6:40 TRAIN

we missed the train. then we missed another one. then somehow that became the best night.

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by Living Page

We missed the train.
Then, incredibly, we missed another one.
We stood under the platform roof and watched the rain come sideways.
There was chai in a paper cup and a dog that had chosen us.
Then somehow that became the best night.
We never did get where we were going.

this reminded me of…

A NEW APARTMENTA NEW APARTMENTyou both wrote about in transitfrom @livingpageread
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we missed the train. then we missed another one. then somehow that became the best night. — Living Page