Rooftops

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An array of rooftops as seen from our main street.

This rooftop comes with a smoking section.

Local train station still has its old world charm.

(For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: roofs)

6 thoughts on “Rooftops”

Zael Sealing says:

August 31, 2019 at 9:39 pm

So wish I could visit and see everything you share, up close and personally 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 31, 2019 at 9:58 pm
  
  It really is a special place.
  
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  1. Zael Sealing says:
    
    August 31, 2019 at 10:00 pm
    
    Clearly so, from your wonderful photos 🙂
    
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awisewomansjourney says:

August 31, 2019 at 1:03 pm

I love old world charm in regards to buildings! Very nice V.J.! 😀 ❤

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Cee Neuner says:

August 31, 2019 at 12:24 pm

Wonderful roof tops for this week. Thanks V.J. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 31, 2019 at 12:26 pm
  
  Thanks to you Cee!
  
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