There’s a version of France that never makes the guidebooks — the France of sleepy riverbanks, quiet bakeries that smell of warm butter, and cobbled lanes where the loudest sound is a church bell drifting across a valley. Whenever I need to breathe again, I skip the cities and head straight for these smaller places. They don’t shout for attention, which is exactly why they stay with you.
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