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You might think it's strange to know exactly how, and at what time of day, you're going to die. For me, the certainty was upsetting at first, but now I see it as calming in a way.

You see, today I realized that at some point, probably in the next few months, I am going to forget to look both ways before stepping off the Santa Clara commuter station platform, and I am going to be completely greased by the 9:13am Caltrain 226 southbound bullet train.

I can't believe how unbelievably dangerous the non-overpass-equipped Caltrain stations are. It's amazing to me that more people don't get killed trying to get on their trains, especially in the morning before we've all had our coffee.

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