The day starts, on a train, outside the city, rolling through a sunny wet September.
September 19th, 2013, 7am
It was 7.2°C. The wind was calm.
Alone yet connected across wires, across miles, across air, news from another part of the system comes across a screen: “Service suspended: trespasser fatality.”
The meeting would be delayed. This meeting and a number of others all delayed in time and by stories that start with those two words: “trespasser fatality.”
