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December 6, 2008
She takes the train to work, but she doesn’t leave the station. She announces the arrivals and departures of trains she’ll never take, trains she’ll never meet. She looks at the destinations scrolling on the computer screen. Before reading them out, she imagines what these cities are like, what kind of people live there and what kind of people visit them. From her office, she can’t see the throngs of passengers rushing through the great vaulted station or hear the welcomes and farewells. It’s a hushed, quiet cocoon, with her microphone at the ready, her computer screen, and her dreams.