It is peculiar to step into a new kind of city. I always lived in Timisoara, of which I am proud, but the city has a smallish kind of beauty, whereas Bucharest has a giant kind a beauty. Every street has a quaint smell that surrounds you and turns you into a troubadour of the city. It is a journey to walk into the capital and it is a battle to leave it.






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