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By Evan Mercer in train — 08 May 2026

Not my finest performance. At least it’s Friday.

Person seated on a commuter train with spilled coffee across their lap and backpack.

She has concerns about the handling of her treats.

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He came prepared for several possible conversations.

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The version of me between versions of me.

The version of me between versions of me.

The version of me between versions of me.

Home approaches I gather the smaller selves and pretend there’s one

I don’t think he was reading the schedule. I think the schedule was reading him.

I don’t think he was reading the schedule. I think the schedule was reading him.

I don’t think he was reading the schedule. I think the schedule was reading him.

I think she’s laundering reality in small batches, in more than one sense of the word.

I think she’s laundering reality in small batches, in more than one sense of the word.

I think she’s laundering reality in small batches, in more than one sense of the word.

"Having secured a place aboard the train, the commuter enters a state of stillness that is not quite rest."

"Having secured a place aboard the train, the commuter enters a state of stillness that is not quite rest."

"Having secured a place aboard the train, the commuter enters a state of stillness that is not quite rest."

Evan, perhaps © 2026

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