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Submitted to Contest #27
With a wail, the train let off its final call for passengers. George was the only one still sitting on the platform. His hands gripped one another in his lap, and a foot tapped the brick. There was only a scattering of people to begin with; one for every two cars or so. Heaving himself from the stone bench with a visible huff, he walked toward the train, dropping into the black night briefly as he moved from the platform lamp to his assigned car. He’d be...
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