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I wander the narrow alleys of Altstadt, every cobblestone echoing ancient lore. At the Marktgasse, with its vibrant market stalls, I once watched an old man make a wish upon a paper balloon. You know, sometimes the city feels like a fleeting dream from "Melancholia"—a slow, haunting ballet in the twilight. “The end is near,” it murmurs, yet beauty is in every breath.

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