Railroad tracks inevitably carved municipalities into at least two parts. According to Grammarist, neighborhoods near or downwind of the tracks got more than their fair share of soot and noise from passing trains. That unpleasantness gave rise to the saying, βthe wrong side of the tracksβ and the classification of people who lived there as not having enough resources to live anywhere more pleasant. The old adage got me thinking about the present-day divisiveness in our society. No longer are there two sides: there are many sides, shades of gray, extremes with gradients in the middle, and side-of-the-track agnostics.
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I think I live and love in many slices :)