I took the train into North Station from a northern suburb this morning and was greeted by Martha Coakley herself as I and my fellow commuters walked through the station. Actually, I should say she tried to greet us; for every person that shook her hand, at least a dozen or two avoided her like the plague. Now, I suppose that was because some folks were in a hurry to get to work, but I think not. Very few could have cared less that she was there. If Scott Brown had been there, I know that I would have made a point to stop and say hello, even if it meant that I would be another 30 seconds late for work, and I think most folks who were the least bit excited about their candidate would do the same.

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