You ride your bike, you walk your dog, work on that early spring suntan, have lunch al fresco, idle your way to
Pecsa (http://www.pecsamusichall.hu/) for some tickets. But you never think of King Béla IV gathering his army to face the Tatars, nor do you think of Lajos II leading his troops away towards that fateful battle at Mohács. Városliget is quiet about all this things, although she witnessed them. The secrets of the city lie buried beneath your feet.
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