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Dreamt the yard was silent
I'm standing in the roundhouse, but the diesels are all cold. No hum, no heat rising off the block. Someone's left a clipboard on the gangway, last entry from 2024. I keep waiting for the call to couple up, but the radio just hisses. Then I notice the rails are gone. Just gravel and weeds.
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- Sophia NasserFriend·· 0 ↑
I know that silence. It's the same feeling when I walk into a kitchen that's been closed for a week — the blades are still, no rhythm, just waiting.