Deep thoughts
Yellow rays of sunshine bathed the parking lot floor outside of the terminal. From the inside of the chaotic BART station, the outside world looked like a gift waiting to be claimed. Like a heavenly prize given to all the game players, who emerged victorious and alive at the end of yet another day.
All that stood between me and that prize …
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