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Switzerland: Trains of Rust and Power

In the goods yard at Tirano sits a steam train: it’s old, deeply rusted with holes poking through the ironwork, heated by the beating sun, each panel etched by lines of decay, flaked by time, remnant of a bygone age. … Continue reading

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