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Return to Le Mont St. Michel

Le Mont St. Michel rises up from the sea, like a fairytale from earlier days. It never fails to take my breath away, drawing ever nearer. And though the inside is much too crowded, loaded with tourists and fake souvenirs, one day I will return. Again. 

Copyright Marion Driessen

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Reader, writer, word player. Collector of visuals. No lady, but all woman. Caretaker of lads & cats, dungeons & dragons. DuTchess. Green witch.

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