The Price of a Candle (V-09)
Paris in the Belle Époque was a city of gold leaf and velvet, but beneath the glitter lay a world of charcoal and ash. Julian lived in a garret in Montmartre, a space so small that he could touch both walls if he stretched his arms. He was a poet of the gutters, a man who found beauty in the decay of the city. His daughter, Clara, was his only masterpiece. She had a voice that could make the...
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