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// the beanery, then
Every division had a beanery — the railroad lunchroom where crews thawed their hands around a cup, killed an hour waiting on a call, and swapped more lies than the timetable had columns. The coffee was usually bad. The stories never were. This is that beanery, kept online: rail culture, history, the photographs, and the kind of talk that only happens over a hot cup on a cold night — for the railroaders and the rail-struck both.
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