Something nice about Big Beautiful Bucharest – Day 4

When I recollect the days of my childhood in Bucharest, a small garden full of flowers often comes into my mind. And there is no wonder. After all, I lived on The Field of Daffodils street when I was young. Can you imagine a street named The Field of Daffodils, right in the middle of a big European town?

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