The image captures the moon over Lisboa, or Lisbon for the uninitiated. I gazed over the city wondering about the lives of those that inhabited this urban sprawl.
I wondered about their lives and their dreams, their challenges and their moments of incredible joy. I also wondered about their heartbreak and their daily grind.
The city may change, but the human condition rarely ever does. Even though we live worlds apart, our lives are inexplicably similar to those that live oceans away.
Each one of us has a story of substance. And that is the true beauty of the human spirit. As the moon settles into the night over Lisboa, so do these stories fall into deep slumber.
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