Memories etched, in cobblestone and stone,
Old World charm, a vibrant, modern tone.
Noon sun glints, on the St. Lawrence wide,
Terraced cafes, where lovers softly hide.
Romance whispers, in the crisp, cool air,
Elegant spires, a beauty beyond compare.
Amores embrace, in this city so fair,
Loves gentle song, forever lingering there.
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