There are many people walking on the train tracks in the fog

Picture a remote,desolate industrial facility shrouded in a thick,stable fog. Within this eerie mist,massive,antiquated machines loom,partially obscured yet somehow even more imposing. Amidst the haunting silence,enigmatic beings move with purpose,their presence intertwined with the mechanical monoliths. Craft an evocative scene that captures the stable diffusion of man-made marvels and the enigmatic unknown in the unmistakable style of Simon Stålenhag,

J'ai des secrets inavouables, vous voulez les écouter ?

Picture a remote,desolate industrial facility shrouded in a thick,stable fog. Within this eerie mist,massive,antiquated machines loom,partially obscured yet somehow even more imposing. Amidst the haunting silence,enigmatic beings move with purpose,their presence intertwined with the mechanical monoliths. Craft an evocative scene that captures the stable diffusion of man-made marvels and the enigmatic unknown in the unmistakable style of Simon Stålenhag,

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