Lisbon with amazing people
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| Our first coffee when we arrived |
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| Walking on the streets |
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“A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.”
Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon: A Novel
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“That words could cause something in the world, make someone move or stop, laugh or cry: even as a child he had found it extraordinary and it never stopped impressing him. How did words do that? Wasn't it like magic?”
Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon: A Novel
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| Cabo da Roca, Portugal |
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| Sintra, Portugal |
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| Sintra, Portugal |
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| Sintra, Portugal |
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