Novel Places – Budapest

Budapest Street Sign

A bell jingled as Adam opened the door and entered the antique shop. The smell of old books and dusty furniture mixed with the perfume of the flowers from the shop next door and the scent of fresh rain. He hesitated in the entryway, not certain how to proceed. A maze of objects from hundreds of lifetimes filled the tiny store—tables, chairs, books, silver, china—leftover now and separate from those lives.

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