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In our search for happiness the first thing we notice is that to achieve it is first necessary to gain tranquility...
Tranquility, what a strange and hard to define term! But we search for it all our life. Some say that there are places where you can find this magic potion... I tried some myself. But when I arrived there I found out that it's not about the place, but it's about the ones who make the place. An old Romanian word says that the man makes the land flourish, that it is in the power of human to make a place sacred. Traveling around the world I noticed that it's true. On the other hand I saw people being transformed by the environment. Don't believe me? Just make a trip to the mountain... I bet you will return more calm and happy than you are now. So who transforms who? In my search for happiness should I look for somebody, or should I go somewhere?
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