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As the temperature drops, Paris authorities make a plan to prevent deaths of the homeless: house them in disused train cars on the outskirts of the city. This unintentionally creates a social and political experiment that leads to a new form of society—and causes the police and authorities to clash with the homeless train dwellers and the anarchists who’ve come to support them. The first in the Street Smart Series of short fiction published by Frayed Edge Press.
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Full Fare - Jean-Bernard Pouy
Foreword
In the United States you have over time forgotten the train, or at least the mythical
presence of the train.
In Europe, which has obstinately resisted the plane and the car, the train has remained the only means of truly mass transportation, where one can still dream, doze, sleep, chat, flirt, and above all, read. It’s a place of calm, and sometimes of rest and happiness. The train has always been a means of transportation of various kinds, including the sensual (remember, Americans, the famous tunnel scene in Hitchcock’s North by Northwest).
And even if there is a technocratic tendency toward becoming cold, impersonal, expensive, policed, and complicated in actual practice, it remains for the most part a place recognizable by all, a value, a habit, a public service, even if a threatened one. And, for certain people, it still represents the future. Terrorists of all kinds aren’t mistaken; they have attacked it for a long time.
Thus, we should render unto the train its power of accommodation: the train as shelter. Try to forget the death trains of the Second World War. The train is a social, political place: a place of mixing and inclusion.
It must also be said that in our privileged societies there is generally enough to provide for the needs of everyone. We only need to decide to do so. Within this movement of possible sharing, the train, of course, also has its place.
It is time to recognize the train as a symbol of freedom.
J.B. Pouy, April 4, 2004
We passed alongside other deserted train cars, lined up head to tail on a garage track….
We were going farther than where society had wanted to push us.
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First, there’s the smell. It’s a wall of stench, somehow concentrated: a mixture of the foul reek of cold cigarettes, the smell of feet, whiffs of burnt fat, the mildewy funk of cheap wine, and farts blowing at force twelve on the Limburger scale. One hit of it made you want to immediately turn around and go back, made you want to scour out your mucous membranes with Ajax.
But all this could have been just some sort of rite of passage. If you could reach the point where you could mentally plug your nostrils, if you managed to block the work of the olfactory nerve between the nose and the brain, you could go on.
I had just climbed into the train car, as relaxed as an American entering an abandoned cheese cellar. But thanks to a chronic sinus infection, my nasal passages were not exactly sterile and I could stand it.
I had come to visit Uncle Guy. I found him in the second compartment, in the company of a fat woman in a duffle-coat, who snored on the seat with her head leaning against a mutt as filthy as his mistress. It started barking like a hyena as soon as I stopped in the doorway.
Fuck! Here’s my family!
bellowed my uncle. And they sent the little louse in the vanguard!
Hello, Uncle. I thought you hated to travel.
Shit, it’s taken me seventy years to find a train that doesn’t budge! It reminds me of the old transit strikes.
How are you?
What do you care?
Have you got your ticket?
I joked. That gave him a good laugh.
That’s good. You may be a bastard like the rest of them, but at least you’re not as stupid.
I was used to this abuse. The insults weren’t really about me. Even though Guy bitterly told me to leave him alone on a regular basis, I knew he really loved me. These epithets were really directed at people in his previous life. It was precisely against them that he had built this barrier, as smelly as it was effective.
I had come to visit Uncle Guy. I found him in the second compartment
My uncle is a hobo. That’s just how it is. After my aunt’s death, from as cutting-edge a cancer as you could ask for, including final moments so painful and horrible that it actually became irrefutable proof of the non-existence of God, he’d been in a depression as deep as 1929. And then, upon returning from a treatment of prescribed rest, he’d dropped everything, sold everything, spent everything, and become a tramp. But not exactly the saintly
kind. He was a typically Parisian, Place de Vosges section-type tramp. As long