by Radina Arsenova
It is almost New Year’s Eve and I am walking. Walking around the old town of Hamburg, Germany, breathing in the salty air from the canal nearby, my steps get slower as I pass the huge dark buildings.
I stop walking and look around, wondering. Where have all the people gone, why are we alone, the busses were so full, where is all the traffic?
It is silent in these streets. The buildings seem to protect us from the noise, from the stress, from the tourists. I am amazed how different they look from the rest of the city, so solid and kind of scary, somehow.
A seagull flies by and reminds me to go on, go back to the sunlight, the noise, the traffic… And I follow the mew – not without having left a piece of my heart in this silence.
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