Jenny entered the station. She’d paid her fare, having
worked out the necessary amount of quarters to pay the attendant. Now all she
had to do was find the right platform. She’d saw a sign on her way in indicating
that she had to look for the green one, but as soon as she’d walked through the
turnstile she was lost on a giant square room. The words ‘Platform One’ flashed
above her on a rolling sign in lettering above her head, while at the corner
another sign flashed ‘Platform Two’ above her. The room was deserted; and it
didn’t even feel like a proper train station as the track was the same level as
the platform. It felt more like a kids ride at the theme park. There was a sign
stating the words ‘Brooklyn Gardens’ for the sake of the people getting off,
but what about the ones getting on? It was all a bit too much.
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