Charlotte Square, Edinburgh

CHARLOTTE SQUARE HOTEL nly not kilts that I have in mind.ee haps one kilt if the kilted chap has a bagpipe to pl of nostalgia and Scotland... 's what one finds at the bottom ass of crisp scotch... haps it's a memory of a time and a place ously like a dream and, e real than now, more genuine, more present s age of faces buried in screens, such early tombs, A memory of life being lived,, peo Le pampl. Walking in streets, looking eachother's way, ng their hand up to their eyes, scrunching their noses, and beholding a sunset over an age that I wish would returnese EDINBURGH, ENGLAND