Your past is both frightening and inspiring; along those avenues and in your museums lie some of the darkest secrets.
We remember, yet, often, today’s visitors are blissfully ignorant. Your beauty has survived the worse hours of Europe’s long history.
Those ghosts are our constant companions as we walk your streets, kiss in your parks, dream awake in the midst of your present…
We love the hopes and courage of your people. And the souls of those who died to keep you free.
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I love your poetic response to this and the photos are beautiful.
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I love old museums and the things that haunt them.
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