Through a glass darkly...

By TAGD

End of the line

Although trains can really only go where the tracks go - unless taken over by a phalanx of escapees from an insane asylum perhaps - there's a sense of adventure emanating from railway tracks...where do they lead, where do they pass en route to their destination?

And where it starts...or ends...like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow...the mysterious place among the weeds. Well here it is.

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