I Wonder as I Wander

I fold the map and start walking in the direction of the Tagus river, following the patterns in the cobblestone. The name of the street eludes me. The one thing I am sure of is that the pavement and the buildings date back to the 16th century. That’s when this neighborhood of winding narrow alleyways, tiled archways and stairways that climb at 45-degree angles was rebuilt after an earthquake flattened the town.

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