Pillow of Steel
A few years ago I set out to photograph in a couple of Southern California railyards I had chanced upon. I was surprised to find hoboes there, not the weekend refugees from effete office culture that infested the rails later, but migrant workers, economic refugees from a recent industrial crash, and old-fashioned gentlemen (and a couple of ladies) of the road.

I visited them all over Los Angeles and San Bernardino counties for several months, made a few friends, and took these pictures.

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