I had a dream.
I dreamed I was in Paris and it was very late at night, past midnight. I walked from my flat to my school and decided I would walk around the city and explore it by night. I felt safe and brave. I stopped in a little café whose brightly painted, chipped restroom was tiny. On my way out I passed the body of a murdered man - he wore
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