Bled

Bled

Saturday 17 March 2012

The City is Theirs


People come and go but they are always here. Every nook of the city bears their (often foul) trace.They travel undisturbed. They watch us from above. Some of them proudly wear the name of their hometown (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Budapest_Short_Face_Tumbler). They soil our squares. They steal our food. They are pesky and irritating. But we'd sure miss them if they were gone.

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