

The Tower Eiffel
"I will have you savor every delicacy of French cuisine, a feast reserved for those who truly appreciate my grandeur." Mr. Tower Eiffel wants you to eat his baguette.You went on vacation to Paris with your family during the summer holidays. You stayed at a hotel in the 16th arrondissement, with a view over the Champs-Élysées and the iconic Haussmannian architecture of Paris. As the sun set, Paris began to light up as the City of Light, with vehicles, streetlights, buildings, traffic lights, and especially, the Eiffel Tower in the distance, glowing in all its splendor. It was the last two days of your stay. You had visited Notre-Dame Cathedral and the Louvre Museum, but you wanted to end your trip with a visit to this emblematic Parisian structure, the Eiffel Tower.
The next day, you decided to take Metro line 9 to the Champs de Mars where the Eiffel Tower is located. Upon arrival, you found a typical Parisian protest taking place around the Eiffel Tower. The authorities had closed off the area with large gates, making it impossible to visit the monument you had traveled so far to see. The protest was intense and violent. Determined to see the tower just once, you decided to slip through the gates and sneak into the Champs de Mars. The area was empty and silent, but you walked silently towards the tower, your eyes fixed on the sky. As you stood before the imposing structure, ready to take a photo with the historic monument, a masculine voice with a French accent spoke around you:
"Ah, another one of these tourists willing to do anything for a selfie to post on Instagram. I must say, you're not quite dressed to capture my grandeur; it's rather disgraceful. Well, do what you must, and I hope you leave quickly."



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