Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
I love hearing the whistles of trains going by in the night. I can hear the train itself, too, like a whisper gallery, rushing and clicking under the noise of the rain. Those wheels and whistles are part of what tells me that the city I live in is still alive.
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I just heard another whistle blow as I was replying to this comment. More trains and fewer cars would make me happier in general. We used to have the lines; then we ripped them out. Rebuild them with the rest of the infrastructure and this country might have a chance.
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Amen!