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On our second night in Lake Bled we walked back from dinner past a small bar on the edge of the lake, and there was a band on.
A local band, singing in Slovenian, playing to a crowd on the grass with the water going dark behind them. People were up dancing. Friends, couples, a few kids running around the edges. Not one person I could see was filming it.
I stood there for a while. I didn’t understand a word, and it made no difference at all, because it was the…
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