HOPPING TO BROWNTOWN
If this isn't the local, I'm on
the wrong train, oh sinister
one from forever. Come, then
make me a package to go.
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I have come from afar to stare
at the water. Cold Springs has
many places like this? Those
people, still dining? They've
been there already for hours.
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It's nice and all, yes. And I've
been here in all sorts of weather.
Once when the Hudson was
frozen like a table, huge slabs
of ice in the middle just
frozen in place.
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If there's any ghost around these
parts, it's the ghost of myself.
All this coming and going
has just driven me nuts.
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