He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, ad — Toby Barlow, Babayaga
He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, ad — Toby Barlow, Babayaga
He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, ad — Toby Barlow, Babayaga
He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, ad — Toby Barlow, Babayaga
He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, ad — Toby Barlow, Babayaga
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He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, admiring the twin steeples of Notre-Dame as he passed, along with the dogged, devilish gargoyles of St. Jacques.

— Toby Barlow, Babayaga
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