My favorite place in Stockholm is beautiful Haga Park. If I could have my dream day, I would spend it right there on the large, bumpy lawn below the copper tents. There, my friends and I would lie on a blanket, eat cheese sandwiches, drink sodas, and pretend to be characters from a British young adult book.
Some of us would take a swim in Brunnsviken and feed the ducks; others would buy ice cream in the copper tents. And in the evening, more friends would arrive with music and rose wine. And as the sun would go down, senior citizens would walk home, and we would be left all alone. Except for the rabbits jumping around, almost so close you could touch them. And although the park is so big and open, it would feel as if we are the only ones who know about it.
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