The
beautifully manicured lawn is decorated with violet and pink flowers with
beautiful gothic architecture and clock-town buildings. There, I sat next to
the fountain and watched. That’s it, simply watched. I saw a man across from me
with a pink shirt look at the Zeus-like sculpture towering over the young
couple and imagined that he too was an apprehensive father giving off his
daughter in marriage. I saw the young couples make love in the broad daylight,
and the old ladies sit down for hours. The hustle and bustle of the US just
didn’t seem the same here.
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