Boy on a Train

Boy on a Train

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NJ transit, November of 2o17.

As I wished my uncle goodbye and hopped back on a train to NYC the only thought in my mind was to sit on the left of the train. I was so blinded by the possibility of seeing the Manhattan skyline, I didn't even notice I'd picked the car packed with drunk hoodlums. With a girl drinking a twisted tea on my right and some guys drinking 40 s behind me, I knew I was in for it. But there was a young boy in front of me who wasn't headed to the bars in Hoboken. With a duffel in hand and eyes glued to the window - he was headed to New York City. Off at Secaucus and into the city. I know you'll do great things.

Dear Graduate

Dear Graduate

the 12th apartment

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