"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

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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.

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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.

The rain makes me sad.

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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.