With effortless grace, they sail along.
The Parisian walkways are filled with the fashionable and glamourous.
Darkest glasses,
Whitened teeth.
A perfect photograph on every corner.
Each optimised and stylised.
Hair by him,
Make-up by her.
Expressing their individuality,
but all the same.
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