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On a sunlit afternoon, a freight train rumbled past the quiet suburban street, its cars clattering rhythmically on the tracks. The yellow railroad crossing sign stood as a silent sentinel, watching over the intersection where the road met the rails. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the towering trees, casting playful shadows on the pavement. As the train's last car disappeared around the bend, the neighborhood returned to its tranquil state, the distant hum of the train fading into the whisper of the wind.