Prague is made to be sad
it’s melancholic
it is charming but you’ll never get it, always goes away
you are enchanted because of its feelings
but Prague is made to be sad, its yellow lights, its darkness, buildings never smiling at you
there is always a grey around you
if you think Prague you think grey
the color of the castle, of the bridge, of its streets…

Autumn in Prague is magic.
Prague is called the golden city because of its history, during autumn all the streets are colored by golden leafs, parks are amazing, sun shines and kisses every tree
with an endless hug. less people around and everybody is a different color in the never same pairing of life.

Prague.
If you never been here you dream about her. If you come here you’ll love her. If you live here you hate her. If you live here you love her.
Prague is the city of magics, mysteries and gold. Prague is a lover who seduces you, loves you and destroys you.
Prague is a black hole, once she touches you, you’ll never forget, you’ll never go back.
If you live here you ever complain, if you don’t live here anymore you’ll dream about come back.
Prague will be always in your heart, in your soul, she’ll never forget you.
You too.

Sunny day. Freezing day. Prague is breathless from Letna park. The view from here is amazing, all the bridges on a line, the castle on your right dominating the view and you are dominating the city, all the buildings on the same level, counting churches and towers.
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Prague by night. All is yellow. All seems old. All seems freezed. Continua...