If I were riding, say, the orange line in Boston and I suddenly found myself in Times Square—or even in Alewife (the terminus of the Red line), ‘eyes like stars and soul again in Eden’ isn’t exactly how I’d put it. ‘Pretty scary’ is. If it happened to everyone in the train, it would be exceptionally scary.
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As the ancient saying goes, “just because two of you are arguing, does not mean that one of you is right.”
If I were riding, say, the orange line in Boston and I suddenly found myself in Times Square—or even in Alewife (the terminus of the Red line), ‘eyes like stars and soul again in Eden’ isn’t exactly how I’d put it. ‘Pretty scary’ is. If it happened to everyone in the train, it would be exceptionally scary.
But, one might make good poetry about the event.