We arrive in Portsmouth, England's moist and miniature city. The sky is big, the houses small, and all the pebbles, shiny.
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The Orne, the organ, and the orchestra of birds. And who sliced that house in half? Our journey west continues, with coffee to spare.
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Following in the footsteps of Leipzig's most notorious society. So nebulous, they're practically non-existent ...
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