Prague is like waking up in a hazy, dreamy fog. Meg and I spent most of yesterday wandering along the winding cobblestones and On the (good) advice of a friend, we caught Vivaldi's Four Seasons in a tiny, lovely little cathedral at the top of the hill. Asya, who I met in Moscow last summer, is one of the great loves of my life. Shes doing a semester in Paris, so we managed to book some time together to catch up and such. She came up with her friend Emma, and the four of us took to the park and tossed through the hours with cheap cartons of wine. We later stumbled upon this fantastic beer garden with great views of the city-scape and chatted up some locals. Ive been thinking about how we create and
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