Parisian Haze

The capital is shrouded in a mysterious haze. A subtle blur hangs over the boulevards, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy. The {air{is|holds|resonates with a unique fragrance - a blend of fresh bread. A soft breeze carries it through the ancient buildings, whispering mysteries on ever
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