I love airports, train stations or bus stops. The only place life can really happen is here. So much tragedy, happiness, joy and fear; all come together in one place, where everyone can be a part of another stranger's life. Here it's the real thing.
Families unite, lovers part ways. Infinite possibilities for escape. The idea of home comes to life, is in reach. The timeless moment, before one person leaves and another one comes around, that is memory-in-progress.
Outside of this little world, when everybody goes about their own lifes again, it will all be over; the little climax of life, when everything changes. However, right here we all share the experience of destination; of destiny.
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