In Hamedan, the word "Square" speaks for itself. It needs no prefix or suffix—simply say "The Square," and everyone knows you mean the beating heart of the city. A place that embraces its people every day: for strolling, shopping, or even sitting and watching each other's solitude. This is not just a passageway but a mirror of everyday life, where streets, bazaars, street vendors, artisans, and artists blend together, creating an endless spectacle.

At times, this square unveils secrets from the depths of history, as if reminding the world that ancient Ecbatana still breathes within its chest. Its bricks and walls may be silent, but they come alive with every passing footstep. The people, through their daily presence, are the soul of this square. They come, they go, and in this constant ebb and flow, they immortalize the city.