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Vienna
I believe in no prophets or superstitions beyond me. I only trust the call of my heart. Vienna… The very thought of getting in touch with this city is so intoxicating that hardly have I got off the bus after the tiring twenty-hour trip, I rush into Mariahilfer eagerly melting into the colorful flow of people. I’m alive and breathing… I love to deeply breathe in this city. I can tell, even in my sleep, the whole palette of its smells. I know every square bathed in sunshine as well as every shadow. When I’m away I dream of walking winding paths, staying at unknown hotels, crossing bridges, gazing into…