You Know You’re In Trouble When You’re Not Thirsty

A story not about trains that blow up but about minds that die down.

Marti Purull

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The train glides as undisturbed as the passengers nursing their cocktails in first class. They couldn’t have foreseen that someone would have placed a bomb that would send the train flying over the tree tops and down the cliffside. After the terrible incident…

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Marti Purull

I’m a musician, but I think every day. So I write every day. Thoughts. Reflections. Life.