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When my roommate moved in with his dad to save money,
my rent doubled. Isn't that ironic?
Now who will move in with me? We have a little back yard, the place
is clean, the neighborhood is nice, and we're even close to the
railroad tracks, not to mention the stars. I love freight trains!
There goes one now. Today we started with cirrus, then the sun blew
cumulus rings until the whole thing burned off, drawing in deep,
deep fog, which is everywhere. Now in the chill,
freight trains blow long and hard.
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