Quarantine lifted, I set my sights on Xġhajra, Feet brushing the pavement, finally feeling free. Slow steps on cool tiles, a pace I couldn’t find in Naija, Valentine's still distant, but love flows through these narrow streets.Out of the alley, I wandered to Zabbar, Eyes wide, soaking in the charm, Lingering in awe, wrapped in euphoria, Every building in harmony, a perfect Maltese calm.I’d have…