I'm on the train right now going towards Toronto and the train is like empty. Last stop a girl got on and sat the booth over from me. Again, the whole fucking train is empty and she sits there. Then she started to cry and has a Kleenex box. I tried to ignore and listen to my music but she's still going so I asked if she's alright and she cried even more and now she's telling me her life story. Make it stop, I woke up a hour ago.
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