Ten Thousand Words

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I uploaded a bunch of pictures. Here are some of them.

Vienna, Austria

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Budapest, Hungary

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Zagreb, Croatia

Zagreb (13)

Split, Croatia (plus Trogir and Solin)

Split (32)

Dubrovnik, Croatia (plus Herceg Novi, Montenegro)

Dubrovnik (31)

Sarajevo, Bosnia

Sarajevo (69)
Location: Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina

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