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Saturday, August 23, 2025

AT THE CROSSING

 

A footpath winds through the country side and crosses a railway line. It happens alot in England. There are no warning lights or alarms. You sumply look both ways and listen - like crossing the road. It's a quiet spot. I've never seen another person there. Until this time when a dog walker came out of nowhere. Thank goodness I wasn't doing anything naughty when he appeared.








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