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╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩╩ Many years ago, a young boy rode the train into the city. He didn’t know that one day the train would stop. He didn’t know that one the city would fall, that its skyscraper heights would be bleached by sun and salt and yield to burgeoning coral beds. He didn’t know that his seat would become a planter, a dug-out bin of dirt and moss turned on its si…
