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Amour en Librairie
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em abr 07, 2023
"Amour en Librairie" is a heartwarming short storyof two young women, Camille Avila and Anais Irvine, who meet by chance in a small bookstore in Montmartre, Paris. Despite their initial shyness, they quickly bond over their love of literature and begin to explore the city together. As they navigate the winding streets  and hidden alleyways of Paris, their friendship deepens into something more, and they realise they have fallen in love. With the city of love as their backdrop, they embark on a journey of self-discovery and passion, all while navigating the challenges that come with being in a same-sex relationship. With its coquette vibes and romantic setting, "Amour en Librairie" is a story that will leave you with a smile on your face and a warm feeling in your heart. <3
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