This poem came to me as I was waiting on the underground platform of the Barcelona Ferrocarrils. Just as I reached the platform, I saw my train depart. Gripped with the inevitable frustration, and the knowledge that I would be late to work, I remembered the advice of my friend Nassim Taleb, who says “never run to catch a train”. And somehow, Shakespeare found his way in there.
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Late again That doppler sound,
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Poolside Laureate 
Woow Mel! Really liked this new one. Curtain rises, curtain falls, and all that counts lies in between. Congrats!
Rob
Thanks Rob! You know all about it!