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#1 IN ZAG
The way his shimmering eyes contrast with the warm hues of the dimming sky stunned me. His lips and nose angled towards the sky, perfectly aligned with the structure of his face. I could barely make out his thick eyelashes dusted above his eyes, and the tip of his chin stretched towards the fleeting sun, like he was soaking up the dwindling light. Like he was stealing it away.

"I have killed people."
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A Paris of the past where there are no heroes, only those who are misunderstood.

Or...... are they really misunderstood at all?

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