I'm living in a city with a spirit. The ingredients of the spirit are hard to describe- maybe it's something in the air? Maybe the old city and Art Nouveau buildings have some conciously undetectable scent and that builds the atmosphere of the city? Why people differ in different cities? Why one city stays awake 24/7 and the other is sleepy all the time? Does it really matter, to find the right place or we can be happy everywhere? I don't need to answer those questions to be happy in a place where I'm now, inhaling that "something" from the air, feeling deep inside that here's the place to make the dreams come true.
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