By: Gabriela Yareliz I saw the most precious duo on the train (I know— that is a rare statement). Usually, the trains feel like they emerge from hell (D train, I am looking at you)— but here we are. A different morning. Maybe, I was looking for something different, and that helped me find it.Continue reading “A Train (Love) Story”
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GABRIELA YARELIZ 