Here we are witnessing the beginning of a love story, when cyclists who use the bridge daily end up noticing each other and daring to look at each other insistently.
It rained, the legs and the saddle of the young cyclist are reflected on the sodden tar.
The moment is very brief and the rails of the railway as well as the metal structures of the bridge prevent them from joining together, especially since it is almost 1.7 km long!
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