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It never seemed to arrive, as in those long journeys …
The vegetation grew thicker. The road, which once led to this place, is lost in the wild nature of the wood. It seems impossible to imagine that an infinite series of vehicles passed this way.

Then there it was, the large dilapidated shed with the half-open asbestos roof and, under it, we find the carcasses of about fifty old abandoned cars of all kinds. Thieves and vandals passed through here, but a long time ago. Almost a distant memory like faded graffiti.

Unfortunately I don’t know the history of this place and its owner, but it would be nice to ask every single vehicle for the memories of their travels.

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