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Prague

Prague a living place and tourists crowd, the buildings' grace, I say it loud, it was preserved. Kafka's and Golem's shadows rest, at places, gardens at their best. A baroque garden, stylish green, and artist's craft for all be seen. Old Jewish Quarter, synagogues, the Altneu Shul, the tombstones there, and crossing Charles Bridge's cobbled path, I watched Moldavia's water pass. A picture, silently and rare.

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Date: 8/8/2009 5:59:00 AM
Very descriptive write Gert. Enjoyed it. Love, Carol
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