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Constantinople

Valiant galley set sail adrift through the Dardanelles. Her masts, backs straight, composed as Venetian dames in familiar basse danse. Sunset floats amongst the sea mist silhouetting the capital's skyline. The holy dome of the Αγία Σοφία eclipses the light. The Lady makes port, at the City on the Seven Hills. Gentle entrance to the beating heart of the bustling district.
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