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I have a train that runs in sight of my house. I love it. There is something so wonderful about hearing the lonely whistle on a cold winter night.
About three and a half years ago I moved from near the center of one town to the suburbs of another. I miss the trains. Hearing them running down the track, off to who knows where, but somewhere at least, was always great. Of course, I appreciate not having to wait for them, but they can be nice to have around too.