Lisbon. As colorful, as bright and dark, as the night and the day, as the intermediate realm in the mist.
Hardly any city is as architecturally diverse as the city on seven hills. She is not a warm, well-arranged nest, as Barcelona is, for example. Lisbon is rather cool and mysterious. Behind every corner and from every hill, she shows different faces. Everything is foreign until it is discovered, and discovering takes a lot of time here. Views everywhere. Far-sightedness. Deep vision. She is not one of my soul mates. Or perhaps especially her?
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