...the Paris of the East, you know - I told him walking up Szondi street.
- Budapest is the Paris of Hungary - he replied.
I punished him terribly for being so very cynical.
Than we walked on home through the city of lights, the city of smiles, the city of history.
I feel that the posters that supposed to celebrate the 135 year old city are actually making a mockery of her.
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