If I hadn't been traveling with a local,
I would have been hopelessly lost in Budapest.
This archway led from one street to another that took us to the train for home,
Godollo home that is.
It was this shadow cast onto the floor that intrigued me.
Sometimes it's the little things in life that speak to the soul the most.
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