Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground,

sun on your face as you slide by, on track to your destination,

not a care in the world, as you simply lean back.

And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travels should feel, and on our trains, it does.

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My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more Reddit stories.

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Now, today's first story comes from the Am I Wrong? Sub-reddit from Puzzle-headed Rip 7075, and I feel like it's one of these

ones I can answer just from the title. You probably can as well. It's titled, My Boyfriend

Shattered My Phone because a homeless guy gave me a flower.

My birthday was a couple of days ago and I haven't spoken to him since. I'm heartbroken about this.

I was walking home with my boyfriend and we passed a group of homeless people. One of them said,

here you go miss since you're the first woman who walked by, and gave me a dead flower.

It was around 10pm and my birthday was at midnight, so it felt kind of special to me.

I said thank you so much and kept walking.

My boyfriend didn't say anything, so I didn't think anything was wrong.

I took my phone to take a video of the flower and tell my friend what just happened.

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