In the past, the public was entertained with train wrecks. Crowds would watch as two trains were deliberately sent speeding toward one another. Today, I looked at someone's tranwreck site, all dedicated to a loved one who died in one, and only updated to celebrate his passing on anniversaries. The chugging whoo whoo and smelling metallic crashing coal furnace powered slam bam pow of it all - romance, bloody romance.

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