Writer's Block: Beautiful Vistas
It wasn't as much a view as it was a moment. When I was in Old Town Warsaw a few years ago, seeing double, stubbling around to find water to take advil with. I was walking to a store and at 5 the siren went off for the W-hour, or the hour that the Polish Uprising began. Everyone on those streets stopped walking, even people on the main square
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The commemoration of the tragic events aside, the sudden stop of all life and activities on public roads must have been eerie indeed. It's what the Israelis go through once a year too, in honour of their victims of the Holocaust.
I find it kinda cute that the only common interest we share, according to our profiles, is "Elgar" - my namesake because of my family tree...
Hope you don't mind that I stopped by. Take care!
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