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I wonder if, when I leave a place, it still remains there, or it dissapears, recreating itself the next time I come
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"od svega više volim fabrike,
metal, gumu, struju, pogone,
al mila neka to te ne brine,
od fabrika još više volim te"
A Book About Brussel

page 5
page 4

page 3
I feel sad every time I am leaving Brussel.
Even thought I know I am not going far away.
While the train speeds up, the people, buildings and trees lose their forms and turn into a colorful strip that passes the wagon window.
The wagons are rapidly filling with nostalgia.

page 2
I like cities.
When I start to feel uncomfortable in one place, I go.
Still, I usually stay as long as it is sunny and warm.
I like cities. But I don't like when it is raining.
page 1
I love Brussels when the sun is shining.
When I'm walking in the city or sitting on a bench, reading a book. Then I feel as if I am in a novel.
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