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March 02, 2005
Different places. Fell asleep on the wrong train, then, awaken, transferred to the wrong train across the plattform. Found myself alone in a giant station more than forty blocks away from home. Took the next train back. It was just me it seemed... then a new transfer, then home. Thrown around town in giant machines. Last time I fell asleep on the train was last year. In a different borough. It was a different me then. No man steps into the same train twice I guess?