


The view during the train ride home from Bramps is hardly pretty but there is something familiar and comforting about the barren industrial landscape. I wonder what the story is behind all of it. Tons of warehouses with smashed windows, junk and shipping yards, old CNN trains, a strange boxy banquet hall, the fast flowing river, panel houses, fields sprinkled with towers... there is so much to see. The ride often seems a little too short to take it all in and as I arrive at the Bloor platform I often wonder when I will get another chance.
(Thanks Dar for the post title)
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