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August 18, 2003
An unseasonably crisp, cool overnight and bright morning sunshine somehow create perfect conditions for pockets of mist to linger over the many waterways that line the railroad's path along the South Shore into the city. There is a quality of raw, undisturbed nature in those brief scenic moments that belies the state of modern development in this area. It makes me wonder, really wonder, what the Island was like when it was first settled by the Europeans, or at the turn of the last century, before it was overrun by rude people, cars, trains, power boats and West Nile Virus.