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Black Train is a high-contrast display serif that blends vintage railroad poster aesthetics with contemporary type design. Its sharp wedge serifs, sculpted forms, and strong vertical rhythm create a bold, unmistakable presence while maintaining elegance and readability.

Available in a complete weight range from Light to Black, it offers exceptional versatility for both refined editorial work and high-impact branding. Its carefully balanced proportions, strong vertical stems, and sharply sculpted details create a distinctive rhythm that feels both vintage and modern.

Supporting the Extended Latin character set, Black Train is ready for multilingual projects across a wide range of Latin languages. The family includes OpenType features such as Standard Ligatures, Fractions, and four Stylistic Sets, giving designers additional creative flexibility. Ideal for posters, packaging, logos, book covers, hospitality branding, and luxury-inspired visual identities.

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Classification

Sans-Serif

Styles

7 styles

Language Support

Extended Latin

OpenType

Stylistic Set 1, Stylistic Set 2, Stylistic Set 3…

Designer

Dušan Jelesijević

Yeah, I made this!

Released

25 June 2026

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Regular

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Specimen

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Sire, I do not think that is necessary.

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That was where Mogar came in, and why it was necessary to secure his approval before actually beginning the experiment.

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Dalen knew these things

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Merick Edson, her father, died when Annie was about 10 years of age. From that time up to 14 life was uneventful.

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The Story of Her Life

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She was golden, from the hair wound and braided so smoothly about her head, to the gold kid slippers on her small and fragile feet. Her dress, of some soft, glistening, silky stuff, was a deeper shade of the same gold, her soft, delicate skin seemed almost to be touched with a faint, powdery, golden dust. He failed to register, and never could recall, the color of her eyes. Perhaps, they were golden, too.

This completed, the agent hurries on, each day a constant round of contracts. A single item may bring its difficulties: suppose, in the year that has passed since his last visit, the usual show grounds has been cut up into building lots! He must find another, fully five hundred feet square, fairly level, rentable at a reasonable price, not too far from the center of town and easily reached by main trunk car lines. It isn't easy. But he does it.

Ben Holt was a poor boy, and at the time when he first gained his good name, he had never seen such a thing as a green field in the country. As to buttercups and daisies, they would have been looked upon quite as "treasures of silver and gold" by the little boy who had lived all his life in a London alley. This alley was so narrow, that the utmost he could see even of the blue sky of heaven was a small strip between the two rows of tall, dirty houses, which were so close together that a person living at one side of the alley could almost shake hands with his opposite neighbour from their respective windows.

I have data upon data upon data of new lands that are not far away. I hold out expectations and the materials of new hopes and new despairs and new triumphs and new tragedies. I hold out my hands to point to the sky—there is a hierarchy that utters me manacles, I think—there is a dominant force that pronounces prisons that have dogmas for walls for such thoughts. It binds its formulas around all attempting extensions.

It was on the dark side of twilight when we got to Bistritz, which is a very interesting old place. Being practically on the frontier--for the Borgo Pass leads from it into Bukovina--it has had a very stormy existence, and it certainly shows marks of it. Fifty years ago a series of great fires took place, which made terrible havoc on five separate occasions. At the very beginning of the seventeenth century it underwent a siege of three weeks and lost 13,000 people, the casualties of war proper being assisted by famine and disease.

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