Hey, train station, OY!, she's such a catch! What's not to like? The kind of girl you'd take home to mother. If the train station gets demolished is she entitled to widow's benefits? This gotta be some kind of schtick! But then again.... If I marry my 64 Chevy would that be a case of, ahem,... AUTO eroticism?
One guess as to her politics.
She is soooooo California.
Calexit will hopefully occur before the big one.
Growing up in SD I always liked this station. LIKE, not love, LIKE!
Mazel.
Quick, get the strait jacket!!
Since she was nine? Arrest the train station for pedophilia.
but what if another woman also loves the train? Will the train station be polygamous? Will the women fight it out, like on the day time tv shows?
How can she be sure the train station won’t cheat on her with another crazy chick?
This is kind of gross, but how would that even work?
Bless her heart.
Where my mother and father first clapped eyes on each other in 1953. Goes to show, the media loves to find a kook and make it news.
As an architect...I find this...promising.
it’s the kind of article you read in anticipation of the phrase “A lifelong Democrat, ...”
"...???...I don't wanna know how she "feels" about tunnels "
A onesie in public? Says it all.
Sheldon Cooper is gonna be pissed.
If this story was published just a few short decades ago, there would be a paragraph discussing the psychiatric facility this woman was admitted to for observation.
I would suggest she rather consider Jean Nouvel’s Torre Agbar.
Could something like this have inspire the song ‘Little Red Caboose’?
My Baby Thinks He’s A Train
By Rosanne Cash
It’s three a.m. in the morning
The train whistle is blowin’
It sounds like some lonesome song got in my soul
In my soul
My baby spent the bank and he won’t be back no more
My baby thinks he’s a train
He makes his whistle stop, then he’s gone again
Sometimes it’s hard on a poor girl’s brain
A poor girl’s brain
I’m tellin’ you, boys, my baby thinks he’s a train
Locomotion’s the way he moves
He drags me ‘round just like an old caboose
I’m tellin’ you, girls, that man’s insane
My baby thinks he’s a train
Choo, choo rages on, train sound
It’s the noise that you hear when my baby hits town
With his long hair flyin’, man, he’s hard to take
What you s’posed to do when your baby thinks he’s a train?
He eats money like a train eats coal
He burns it up and leaves you in the smoke
If you wanna catch a ride, you wait ‘til he unwinds
He’s just like a train, he always gives some tramp a ride
Locomotion’s the way he moves
He drags me ‘round just like an old caboose
I’m tellin’ you, girls, that man’s insane
My baby thinks he’s a train
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYLWmOt_BX0