On the day after Christmas Krakow finally perked up and began to booth creating a charming contrast between the quiet, lazy Christmas evening and a bright, sunny morning.
The city was filled with excited people who want to grab something tasty and turn their faces to the winter sun. Being meek and resigned yesterday today they fill the streets with laughter and loud shouts.
Only one Jewish quarter continues to sink into the soft silence when cars and trams can be head as if through cotton wool. Silent street with painted sides are slowly leading through their labyrinths ending the tour in the very heart — the Square of the Ghetto Heroes.
Every iron chair is like a reproach, like an obelisk of all that grief and despair and every unfulfilled hope. And even though the area is almost empty it feels like there is nothing to breathe among this invisible crowd of doomed eyes.
Have a good day, MarrySav!)
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