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I see a train or the subway and I am transported back to the 1950s
my grandmother would take me on the train to Boston
(she always wore a dress and cuban heeled shoes)
for a day of shopping
and blueberry muffins from the bakery at Jordan Marsh
one time she took me to the movies
we saw Bambi and I cried all the way home

 

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