
When the sky is icy blue, you're in a foreign country as an explorer of history and culture and every brick you step on tells its own story. that's when you feel so small, yet so big for being part of the species that has created it all. the beauty is mesmerizing, the survival and indurance overwhelming. still you realize this is only the front, the goldcovered side, of the medal of mankind.
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