Birthplace of creativity
The greenitude of our city draws the produce of the world into our hearts, so that to the Greenian the flowers of other cities are as familiar as a luxury as those of ourselves.
Wooden shoes are a surprise on a yellow boulevard. They sound like marching violins. Follow the violin player and a great square will open in front of your eyes. Glass buildings, hiding away in drawers, these dancing shoes, signed by the most illustrious designers worldwide. What is it that make your old hearts beat faster. The soundless butterflies coming to you, to your shoulders and rest for a while. Like all the citizens do once in a while at the Great Market Plaza, the Agora, the view from the Great City Building, with its monument for war sculpted on the front elevation. Where one stands before the grand stairs of one of the many City balconies.
The greenitude of our city draws the produce of the world into our hearts, so that to the Greenian the flowers of other cities are as familiar as a luxury as those of ourselves.
Wooden shoes are a surprise on a yellow boulevard. They sound like marching violins. Follow the violin player and a great square will open in front of your eyes. Glass buildings, hiding away in drawers, these dancing shoes, signed by the most illustrious designers worldwide. What is it that make your old hearts beat faster. The soundless butterflies coming to you, to your shoulders and rest for a while. Like all the citizens do once in a while at the Great Market Plaza, the Agora, the view from the Great City Building, with its monument for war sculpted on the front elevation. Where one stands before the grand stairs of one of the many City balconies.
