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"The Rhodopes have prepared a gift
of theirs
for every single sense -
your eyes will be full of
colour, a song will be
resounding in your ears
together with the
murmur of the highland
brooks and the sound
of cow-bells, you can
taste crystal pure water
gushing out the
countless fountains.
Your soul will find
peace and relish!..."
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