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A day passing without a trace.

Is it worth living a life that passes without a trace? And why yes?

I am officially considered charming now, as I had a chocolate dessert today that was covered in gold dust. I received it as a gift from the pastry assistant. That’s all that can be said about today.

Nothing bad happened today.

The first workday of the week was as light as a speck of dust floating in the mistral wind.

Baux, 10th September 2024, Tuesday.

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