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jchrisobrien) wrote2002-08-23 09:20 am
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The cool air blew through my window, heralding a break from the heat that had smothered us the past few weeks. Getting ready for work was easy, the walk to the T was quick and brisk, and I glanced out the window of the red line into the darkness wide awake, instead of curled into a sleeping position. The wind was strong as I left South Station, much stronger than normal. And cold! I shivered and thought that a long sleeved shirt might not be enough. Halfway across the bridge, I slipped... on some ice? No, just wet stone. The smell coming from the rivers was extra pungent today, so I hurried across, cursing a little, and went to work.
Behind me, from the vents around the subway, the screaming started.
Behind me, from the vents around the subway, the screaming started.
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