@bixmediocre @fraying I used to live a couple of blocks away from freight train tracks that happened to be a stopping point for them, and it was slightly downhill to boot. The result was a 30 minute long opera of gently squealing brakes at ever decreasing pitch, each wheel slightly different from the next. It was the most beautifully haunting thing to listen to at night. It's been 20 years and I still miss it.
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