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 When she got to the parking lot, she motioned for the valet to throw her the key.  She caught it and hopped into the Porsche car.

There was only one place in mind and she has been to similar ones already but nothing like being in Paris and not going there.

This time is different. There was more to her visit to Pointes des Arts.

She parked the car and leaned back in the seat. Her heart thud as the memories of being here at a time basked her mind. She took a deep breath and got out.

As usual, the bridge never ran out of tourists and lovesick couples who are unintentionally literally tearing the bridge down with their unfortunate relationships.


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