At five o'clock in the afternoon, the winter sun shines on the land around Versailles.

The calm waves of the Grand Canal reflect the blood-red sunset, making it look like a never-ending river of wine.

Even though it wasn't completely dark, the lamplighters in uniform blue coats on both sides of the road had already climbed the ladder to light up the hanging street lamps.

For Versailles, the French

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