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The medieval wooden footbridge
Lunch could have been delicious; maybe next time.
Descending from the heaven
Crossing the river
I think I can see infinity and beyond
A painting by the god
Looking for a way out, waiting for a light
The street become small labyrinths
A cloudy day
The forest and the city live in harmony
The city is defended by huge mountains
The Bridge of the Dance of Death
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