A few minutes after leaving my own yarn bombing illusion in Budapest, I discovered another guerilla knitting near to the place where I left my one. The experiences I had made while and after hanging up my knitting had already been so positive, and finding one more knitting just a few minutes later made me even happier.
It was a much smaller one compared to those I had already found at a public square called Deák Téri.It had slipped down onto a traffic sign so I felt free to push it up a little bit, so that it could be seen more easily.
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