I've boarded a train for Chicago, which is cruising up the Hudson River valley. I've always thought the densely wooded cliffs that line the river are deceptive, by masking the urban nature of the metropolis that lies just beyond the banks, with a scene of wilderness remeniscient of our country's not-so-distant colonial past. The landscape lies in stark contrast to the bustling Penn Station in Manhattan, a maze of underground labrynths where I boarded this train just ten minutes ago.
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