The novel begins in a railway station. A locomotive huffs steam from a piston covers the opening of the chapter. A cloud of smoke hides part of the first paragrapha. Stations are all alike. It doesn't matter if the lights cannot illuminate beyond their blurred halo. This is a setting you know by heart, with the odor of train that lingers even after all the trains have left. And i was kond of bumped. I will close with just something that i could have read more of, what this book first purported to be, if on a winter's night, by itali covino,. Because it did a cool stylistic thing that i would probably read more