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I ‘ve been watching horror movies that are showing up on FB pages by horror movie fans.

They seem to think that because they’re not easy to scare or impress that they’re experts on what scares us and what a good horror story is.

I was on a train that someone chose to walk in front of and when the train stopped, their torso and one of their legs was right outside of my window.

I put my headphones on and listened to Mozart until the body was collected and removed and the train was released.

It wasn’t the first time I had seen human remains in terrible condition.

And it wasn’t the last time the sight of them made me sad.