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Belle reveled in it now just as she had long ago, when she first saw it all from the back of her father's wagon, wedged between his inventions. She had tried and failed for so many years to convince herself that it hadn't been so grand, and that life in Aveyon hadn't been so comatose in comparison. She had strived to remember only the filth and stench of Paris, and those who remained, but beneath them was a city of people and industry and enlightenment, of poets and philosophers, and of scientis
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― Rebel Rose
― Rebel Rose

















