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The Subway (Connor, 4/17//2021)

The subway (Conner) In boston there is an old subway and this subway doesnot go underground like these modern ones do now and all the entrances all closedoff, but there is one door you may find and it's decorated with cracks they go along the wallsof the staircase that you will find if you enter this door and the cracks threaten to cavein on the stairs and if they do then the beautiful arcs of the staircase will be lost foreverand although they creak in the windy days and although they let in the water when it rains andalthough the cracks could decide to cave in they don't and maybe it's because they'rescared of losing it too and then if you follow the cracks up the stairs then you'll be met with awooden door and as you exited through their you'll be met with a beautiful scene and youmay understand why the cracks were hesitant, for the tracks, although old and rustingare covered in vines that loop over each other in intricate patterns weaving and every so oftendappled with colorful flowers that grow towards the sun, they were beautiful in theirimperfectness with the flowers mixing with vines and the vines they covered the old traincart that's left there and maybe if you listen hard enough you can hear it through the soundof the city.