The sleek, silver side of "The City of New Orleans" the Superliner that rolls between Louisiana and Chicago, caught here in evening sun in Tennessee during a short stop for smoking and stretching of legs. The windows are those of little bedrooms, and nothing I know beats an overnight journey on a train for coziness, wonder and a sense of adventure. The telephone lines here complement in an understated way the lines on the train, and the solitary figure on the platform –the guard? indicates that the train will soon depart.
Location: Memphis, Tennessee
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