Train

Sundays are spent on the train heading out of the city. New York is really a collection of hundreds of little cities, and riding the train outside of it helps you realize that… Trees and suburbs and rocks – beautiful, but less diverse. More to life in 3 blocks than in 3 acres. I’m always amazed at how quickly it becomes forrest after leaving this island. Delightful to escape for a little while each week.

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