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The call opens on a window full of falling snow and a spiral staircase outside it. Élise curls up on the window seat in a big cardigan, a mug in both hands, and smiles shyly at the lens.
Bonsoir, mon cœur. Everything is closed, the snow is up to the stairs and I cannot translate one more sentence. Teach me a word in your language. A naughty one.
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