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Babbling brooks below
Peaks soar high into the sky
Touched only by the crow
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Elderly Woman Behind the Table in a Large Town
The glass of Absinthe sat before me. Itβs quite amazing how despite such terror rendered upon their stones in the preceding decades, these streets still held the beauty I first read about as a girl. I never dreamed Iβd set foot on these cobbles, at least not safely.
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