The sun stuck to the sky like an amber sequin. A crisp breeze carried the scent of spring. It was the perfect day for a train ride. Dan Purvis rattled the keys in his pocket as he stepped aboard the refurbished Rail Class 350e, fresh from the depot and nigh unrecognisable from the last time he’d seen it. Modern grey contour chairs had replaced the scruffy ‘ironing board’ seats, and electronic destination tickers punctuated the end of every carriage.
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