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New Year's first dawn danced-in with a lithe Parisian woman, a walk filled with kisses and romantic pauses, and yet love's allure was superseded by an urge to sketch Notre Dame, even though the light drizzle slightly blotched my ink.​

An icon, the world’s most visited, now smoke swirled, charred remains. Yet back then I was at peace on the banks of La Seine with the elegant cathedral quietly surveying Paris from the end of her island.

Notre Dame New Year's morning, iaindryden.com

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