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Marshalling Yard
Where Empires Collided and Trains Whisper Still
In the western shadows of Neusatz, where rails once breathed steam and fire, lies the marshalling yard—a forgotten labyrinth of iron, born not of romance but of necessity. Raised in the early 20th century to serve freight’s relentless flow, its creation marked the city's transformation from a quaint passage to a vital industrial artery of the Austro-Hungarian empire.
Whispers of Gustave Eiffel's engineering bureau drift through the yard’s lattice-girder bones and modular iron veins. The roundhouse—an elegant semicircle of 22 tracks—still stands, a temple to the mechanical beasts of another age. Here, steel trusses spanned wide above slumbering locomotives, while cog-motif brickwork hinted at an industrial artistry too often overlooked.
Time, war, and progress have thinned the yard’s pulse. Its tracks once soaked in oil and sorrow now lie quiet, visited only by memory and decay. Though some structures endure as cultural relics, most of the yard slumbers, its legacy carried not by blueprints or fame, but in the silent echoes of those who once passed through—workers, refugees, ghosts of a city forged in iron and steam.
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