The biggest Saint Petersburg Cathedrals
are grand
but not beautiful.
A few doors down from one I find an all-night café.
Concealed at basement level,
it seems ashamed to be there
but for the smile of the waitress.
This café
is why I’m pleased I made Saint Petersburg.
This café
—humbled and shy—
is really nothing short of pathetic,
but much like you and I
that’s kind of what makes it beautiful.
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