That
night, I went to bed early hoping to get up early for
some morning photography. I walked to the Charles bridge
around 4 am. To my astonishment, there were people on
it either walking around and admiring the bridge or
walking home from clubs. Either way, I was somewhat
pissed because I wanted to get some shots without anyone
on the bridge. I took some pictures and waited. Finally,
the bridge got nearly empty and to my surprise, the
bridge lights were switched off at 5 am. I wanted to
scream.
I went back the next morning
but the sky wasn't as dramatic as it was the day before.
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