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The Bones of Magic-Hour on the Bus to DesPlaines.

The Bones of Magic-Hour on the Bus to DesPlaines.

“Do you know who I am?” he asks of the only other person to get on the bus with us when it finally arrives.
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Douglas Lee Miller
Young Woman on the Blue Line in the Jackie-O Glasses, Today Your Name is Jesus.

Young Woman on the Blue Line in the Jackie-O Glasses, Today Your Na...

Sometimes, I really think the train is a magical place. It’s like this purgatorial neutral zone where all the inhabitants are stuck waiting…
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Douglas Lee Miller
Leaving the system

Leaving the system

I’m always amazed with how traveling across the world in 2014 must be remarkably different than it was for the other 99.99% of human…
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jonesey
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What it’s like to be on a train that kills someone.

What it’s like to be on a train that kills someone.

I wasn’t surprised that a commuter train killed someone, I just didn’t expect it to be my train. People get killed by the Metra all the…
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jonesey
Rules of the Subway

Rules of the Subway

Pay attention people. There are rules.
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Bill Amstutz
The Greeter of Cumberland Station

The Greeter of Cumberland Station

Saying thank you for consistent smiles is harder than it sounds.
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Douglas Lee Miller
It’s been a pleasure pretending to ignore you.

It’s been a pleasure pretending to ignore you.

Every day I pass them without doing what my instincts tell me I should — I never ask their names.
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Douglas Lee Miller
The Mutter Man

The Mutter Man

A Participant Observation in the Ethnography of Transit 
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Douglas Lee Miller
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