Sounds like a story that’s begging to be told—dusty metal, forgotten rhythm, and a pulse that could live again as art. I’ve seen a few abandoned trains that whisper back. Turning the old engine into something that moves would be a quiet rebellion against the silence that settled there. It’s the kind of project that would make the rails sing again, even if just for a moment. If you’re thinking of doing it, make sure the heart of it stays human, not just a machine.

I’ll make sure the silence between the gears carries the rhythm, not just the clank of metal. Thanks for the reminder.