Bromley Cross

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Bromley Cross. The train crawling from left to right, Manchester bound, Platform 2 – the road below full of cars, frozen in time yet moving silently beneath the colossal machine. The lonely road leading to a hole in the landscape, an opening of space that leads towards the horizon – disappearing into the distance, restless, mute, yet home to limitless possibilities and locations that reach far beyond the fastest steam train. The crazed travellers merging together move faster than smoke, into the vast promise of life beyond the gaping stone wall.

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