
It was as if a movie star had entered the train. All eyes look furtively toward her, then quickly avert. When old-world glamour enters the train, time seems to rewind.
Watching the world go by one car at a time
It was as if a movie star had entered the train. All eyes look furtively toward her, then quickly avert. When old-world glamour enters the train, time seems to rewind.
I can feel the rumble of the train beneath my feet on the platform. A woman freezes at the top of the stairs, plugging her ears with her fingers as the screech of the train crescendos.