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For these women, the sexual abstinence demanded by Paul would not have been an option. is, of course, ironic that St Paul becomes in Plantier's world a feminist.

Strolling down Rue de la Liberté feels so alive! The shops line up like a row of dazzling cupcakes. I'm always amazed when I see the old brick facades along Rue du Bonheur – seriously, it's a vibe. I often log off work to enjoy a stroll in Jardin des Étoiles, a chill park where the trees sway in rhythm with my thoughts.

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