🏰 12 O’clock. The witching hour. On Karluv street, with Prague Castle gazing down from the horizon.
On my way back to the castle with you after spending time aimlessly in a pub full of foreign languages.
🌙 Passing clubs that make us forget reality, we reach Charles Bridge, frozen in time and history. We walk together on a path that has been here for hundreds, or even thousands of years.
We move forward, engraving our footprints over those left by lovers for centuries. Towards the old castle that’s lit up just for us.
Towards the place were kings and artists fall in love.
▶ Press the 'start' button to begin your walk along Charles Bridge.
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Sou
