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| | Cracow - Poland |
 | | Cracow, old, tired and dispirited, speaks and thinks only of the ruinous past. |
 | | When you drive into Cracow from the station for the first time, you are breathless, smiling, and tearful all at once; in the great Ring-platz—a mass of old buildings—Cracow seems to hold out her arms to you—those long sides that open from the corner where the cab drives in. |
 | | At the same time, I can only record faithfully my impression, and that was that everything new, everything mod-ern, was hopelessly out of tone in Cracow; progress, which, tho desirable, may be a vulgar thing, would not suit her, and does not seem at home in her streets. |
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