This sort of thing always makes me sad. I loathe disuse. I ache for all the train lines that were beechamed to spring back into life with trains trundling along rusty tracks and rediscovering villages that not a soul has visited since 1954. It's probably just about to happen.
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This sort of thing always makes me sad. I loathe disuse. I ache for all the train lines that were beechamed to spring back into life with trains trundling along rusty tracks and rediscovering villages that not a soul has visited since 1954. It's probably just about to happen.
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