First comes the idea, someone's dream
of a winding street, of streetlamps.
Then sticks, wattle, ships flaring in the sunset,
serious heads on the coinage. Flagons
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Your style of writing is very unique. Good work! Very realistic description. Thanks for sharing Peter.