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𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑦?

In the dark pines the breeze untwine itself, the moon sparkles like phosphorous on the vagrant waters. Near midnight, a gusty lantern shines in the heart of night. She walks in beauty. Does fancy strolling around, she doesn’t really mind it, whether by herself or not. It’s spring. Guess there aren't any footprints to prove she was strolling alone in the fairway. The long lights shakes across the sidewalk, lamppost cradles her face perfectly. Isn’t that lovely, anyway? Leisurely around its charming streets lined with ancient houses and palaces while enjoying the sights, downtown of this beautiful town, lingering smell of freshly-baked croissants in the air and truth to be told, it would be the greatest day she ever had.