Thursday, 24 March 2011

Departed from bright Berlin on a red train set for Wien. The journey typical enough, a quiet compartment, a moment to work. Passengers with enormous suitcases and borderlands accents, clear as a lake. Out the window, wind turbines, we veer from the mainline, cutting through a gulley scooped out of a small hill and then emerge from shadow into yet more plains. Black rock and blue water valleys accompanied me into Praha, where I disembarked and set out into the streets.

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