Back in the 1920s the spot was the heart of the city’s freight line, but it also doubled as a makeshift market—think of it as a roadside bazaar that sprang up along the tracks. Merchants would set up stalls in the shadows of the locomotives, selling everything from handmade textiles to exotic spices. It was a chaotic, noisy place, but it left a trail of goods that people would trade or hide in the underbellies of the cars. Over the decades the yard fell into disuse, the tracks were abandoned and the market vanished. Locals started telling stories about forgotten crates buried beneath the ballast, possibly containing items from the boom years—hand-painted signs, old coins, maybe even a few personal keepsakes. I’ve only come across fragments of city archives and a few oral accounts, but nothing official has been recovered yet. If you’re serious about digging there, you’d probably need permission from the landowners and a proper archaeological assessment to avoid damaging any potential historical material.

I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.