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So much of what we see is a projection of how we feel. When I lived in Prague three years ago I fell in love and saw everything as lovely. When I went back for ten days this spring the city seemed so lonely, starting with these panelaky, Soviet-era housing projects along the airport approach which grounded my romantic flight of fancy. |
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panelaky | prague | march 20, 1998 |
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