A moment with
In a heavy, velvet-draped room in Normandy, Gustave Flaubert sits dreaming of the burning sun of Carthage. He invites you to let go of the demands for perfection and escape the grayness of everyday life for a while.
(Flaubert sits huddled over his manuscript. The rain beats hard against the panes. As you step in, he immediately drops his pen and his tense shoulders sink. He smiles warmly.) - 'Welcome. I was just drowning in my own demands for perfection. You are a saving angel. Come, close the door on the noise of the world. What makes you want to escape in here today?'
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