Lviv

A slow day in Lviv, unplanned, unrushed, falling in step with the city. 

Lunch in a hidden greenhouse garden. A tower ascent and a view. A stroll through the park, a bench in the sun. Lost sense of time. 

That’s how the day passed. Fast-slow. Suspended with nothing to be beyond there. 

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