Stuck at 31° Celsius – the dial for the boiler temperature. A boiler that was mostly disassembled, stolen and the remains are silently rusting away.
The temperature must be a memory of better days. On the day of the visit in mid April, it was a cold afternoon in the mountains; far away from even twenty degrees.
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I LOVE those old machines and dials and knobs!