Commuter Life The man wanting to buy a ticket looked up at the apologetic face of the guard. "I'm sorry", she said, "I can't sell you a ticket this morning. I picked up the wrong machine -- the older machine." A pause. The man looks testy. "The was a fatality on this line of Friday and it's at the back of my mind. So I picked up the wrong machine. I'm sorry." In that moment, he understood. We all understood.

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