Once again... Lighting stars wrapped in melancholic breezes... It may be its irreal dream-like atmosphere... It may be the apparent nostalgia from a frozen past still on the stroller minds... It may be the decadent facades lacking of the routine new painting.
Dublin City Angels all around... humble and omnipotent... ubiquitious and serene... There they are...
The enchantment is set... and the characters ready to perform the play... No matter you go... no matter you feel, it is time to be reborn, on your way to everywhere...
More than a regular place... more than a specific city...
Dublin... how great is to be home...
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