July 6, the eve of dawn, when the mountain above the Vitosha district still breathes the cold, bluish air of the night, and the city beneath it is just beginning to rub its eyes clear of concrete and fog.
July 6, the eve of dawn, when the mountain above the Vitosha district still breathes the cold, bluish air of the night, and the city beneath it is just beginning to rub its eyes clear of concrete and fog.