eatbees.com: radiant days death is a railway station  new york city, january 1990 http://www.eatbees.com/rad/deathrailway.html

First, you dream that death is a railway station, perhaps the one in New Haven. It's dark under the iron rafters, and the sunlight from outside seems inordinately bright. It drives you further into the dark recesses of the building. Perhaps by this point your mind has figured out that you're dead, and jumps to the obvious next question: "Where are the other dead people?"

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