I have so many things to do today, work-wise, yet, all I can think about is the gargoyles looking down upon me as I walked on Rue du Cloître Norte Dame. I have always enjoyed either walking on this street at dawn or just as the evening is getting dark. I never had an interest in entering the structure, because the outside appearance is so strong, that I feel I would break the spell the building has over me. Space is a huge issue with me, and some areas cannot be replaced or removed. I will always remember Norte Dame as the magnificent structure that even my ego had to bow down to, and alas, it is now missing. Praise Norte Dame.
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