There is something about “old towns” that never fails to touch something within me. Regardless of the comforts and conveniences that I have grown accustomed to in a “digital” setting, there is something… comforting, when you go to places that evoke the past. I suppose because almost everything seems to have become so modern that they are, well, flitting, these “old towns” are those last hints that there used to something in the distant past that has somehow endured to this day.
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