Sunrise showdown at Charles Bridge
I dragged myself out of bed at 6AM, grumbling about why anyone would torture themselves on vacation. But the promise of an empty Charles Bridge in Prague was too tempting. As I stumbled through the cobblestone streets, the city was eerily silent—no tourists, no street vendors, just the faint echo of my own footsteps. When I finally reached the bridge, the sky was painted in soft pinks and golds, and the ancient statues seemed to glow. For a moment, I felt like I had Prague all to myself. But then, out of nowhere, a group of professional photographers showed up, barking orders and setting up tripods everywhere. They shoved past me, blocking my view, and even yelled at a local jogger for 'ruining their shot.' The peace shattered instantly. I managed to snap a few photos before the chaos took over, but the magic was gone. It made me wonder—are we all just ruining these places for each other in the race for the perfect picture?
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