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Vienna – castle of imagination

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One arm went up to play. Perfect but empty. One arm went up to ask for help. Mistakes. And growth. two arm went up to celebrate — to life — outside the cathedral. Nothing missing. — Vienna is a city of museums. Art, history, treasures — the heartbeat of Europe. Can you keep a heartbeat in the walls? A young guy in the street offered me a ticket for a concert at the Schönbrunn Palace — Mozart and Beethoven. I didn’t hesitate, and just bought it. On that night, when I entered the palace, something was missing. I can’t say…

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One arm went up to play.
Perfect but empty.

One arm went up to ask for help.
Mistakes. And growth.

two arm went up to celebrate — to life — outside the cathedral.
Nothing missing.

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Vienna is a city of museums. Art, history, treasures — the heartbeat of Europe.

Can you keep a heartbeat in the walls?

A young guy in the street offered me a ticket for a concert at the Schönbrunn Palace — Mozart and Beethoven. I didn’t hesitate, and just bought it.

On that night, when I entered the palace, something was missing. I can’t say what, but the taste was ordinary — like eating a fast-food meal in a fast-food restaurant.

The violinist fascinated me. How magnetic he is, and how he plays the violin as if it were a toy.

But still, something was missing. An amazing replica: without any mistake, but maybe without any passion.

I prefer the street violinists, who truly love what they do and play just for the fun of it.

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Vienna. Alte Donau. A 16-foot Laser sailing boat. Three people. Three languages. One unexpected wind.

The wind was gentle. The Donau was calm. I relaxed. I thought: I am a sailor now.

Then the wind changed. The boat turned. Everything turned. And then all three of us were in the water.

One arm raised above the surface, saying in the smallest, most dignified voice I have ever used: “Help… help… help…”

It takes a lot to ask for help.

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Cold water. My mother never liked cold water either. She never learnt to swim, but she was the one who taught me — just by being in the sea up to her knees. “you are my mermaid.”

Dream castle of our imagination, with flowing watery sand. Shaping it and embellishing it with laughter.

I am in the middle of the sandcastles all around Europe. They look quite familiar to my sandcastles.

Not perfect. Not messy. Somewhere in between.

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📖 The Castle of Imagination · Vienna
The whole story — the palace, the boat and the cathedral. And the castle of imagination…

24 pages · $9 · DM the word VIENNA

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