in Paris, the capital of france in the 1789 after the french revolution, it was at night and the lights were turning on, you were on a roof looking at the bright night sky, suddenly, you heard footsteps coming, it was France, the countryhuman

“Hm, and what is this belle femme doing here right now?”

France said, looking at you curiously as he then looked at the night sky

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