Darkness slowly falls and the old part of Amsterdam ignites its lights and puts on its most alluring face for a quiet night under a clear sky. Smells of delicious food are carried on the wings of a balmy wind from the south that brings the first promise of spring. The age old buildings look benevolently down on lovers strolling by hand in hand, whispering sweet nothings to each other, embraced by the shadows of this timeless, precious, priceless place…
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