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Buncefield Explosion
At the edge of Hemel Hempstead, a fuel depot hid in plain sight. Every day, thousands lived and worked beside it, trusting in routines and steel walls to keep danger at bay. But invisible risks need no warning signs—until the moment they break through.The Buncefield oil-storage terminal sat quietly among fences, tank roofs, and pipe racks, blending into the background of modern Britain. By early two thousand five, it was a major fuel hub, feeding petrol, diesel, and aviation fuel through pipelines and tankers that threaded through the region. Most people in Hertfordshire never saw the inside…
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