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I believe love stories are like train rides. When I see all those travelers sometimes I wish I could be one. Why do you think there are so many waiting in pier? Some stand by: trainspotting. And for them ghosts are everywhere.

There are those who catch the train, sometimes the wrong one, sometimes the right one.

When arriving late for departure a few try to jump in to the already moving train: they slip, fall and get hurt.

Between idyls and ghosts the trains ride. On side of each wagon a