City of Music, City of My Heart
Originally posted at Uncreated Conscience.
White-Harp at the Haus der Musik.
Today and tomorrow are for music.
I came to Austria for one purpose, and that was to fangirl Mozart. Is it strange to admit a crush on a dead genius? The irony of these days being for music is that I have broken my headphones on the way over and therefore cannot listen to any. How gauche and American could I get, to wander Stephansplatz in search of an Apple store and coffee to go?
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