My intro today comes from Indiscretion by Charles Dubow.
"Eleven in the morning. The backyards of houses rumble by. Here and there an above ground pool, discarded patio furniture, rusting bicycles. Barking dogs tied with ropes. Dry lawns. The sky is a pale blue, the heat of early summer just beginning to unfurl itself. Every fifteen minutes or so the train stops. More people get on than off."