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  • Every morning, when the timing allows, the woman running the yellow-line train out of Howard spots a certain red-line engineer as he pulls in across the platform. "Good morning!" she says, aiming a huge smile his way. “How are you today? Are you fantastic?” Then she keeps grinning at him until he answers.

    This morning, he grumbled something I couldn’t hear, but she laughed. “Now maybe you’ll stop asking me,” he said.

    “No,” she said, looking down the line of her train to make sure she was clear to close the doors. “Never that.”

    Some traditions are worth fighting for. Especially the ones you make up and maintain all on your own.

    Image credit: vxla via Flickr under the Creative Commons License
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