wind whistling on the winding road past ugly shrub mountains through which the desert railroad spans 56 miles, diesel freights to and fro on this empty track, often at night in the quiet and cool. the metro has replaced them to carry commuters from Los Angeles to Antelope Valley. you were in the open sun on those tracks, but why? no train was coming, ju…
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