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Mathilde


Mathilde, with her fiery hair, followed me into the cold. Our breath formed billowing, white clouds and our teeth chattered fiercely. But her sweet, young face remained just so and her piercing blue eyes caught mine through my lens and before we were forced inside as the snow began falling and the cold began gnawing at our limbs, we captured these...   
  

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