Think of the following as three one-act plays with just one stage set—or short stories by a writer who was too lazy to describe new locales for them. Or maybe the writer just couldn’t get over the fact that trains are so damned suggestive (and not just in the clichéd cinematic euphemism of a train plowing into a tunnel as the music soars and the credits…
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