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Toulouse, France
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Élise Mercier was born under the rose-coloured bricks of Toulouse. From her earliest days she had known the city’s heartbeat: its chatter in the narrow lanes of the Carmes quarter, the clang of wrought-iron shutters in Rue de la Pomme, the cry of stallholders in Marché Victor Hugo. Wisdom, they…
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Cotacachi, Ecuador
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In the crisp, morning air of Cotacachi, Ecuador, the Plaza de Ponchos stirred with life. The ancient cobblestones, worn smooth by centuries of booted feet and hoofed llamas, glimmered dully beneath the first rays of dawn. Stallholders, many of whom were Kichwa-speaking artisans, arranged their colourful wares—hand-stitched textiles, intricately carved…
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Taastrup, Denmark
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Asta Nielsen first awoke to the restless hum of Taastrup’s commuter trains when she was barely fourteen. The station platforms, nestled between the old Taastrup Hovedgade and the quiet expanse of fields, seemed to her both magical and mournful: the trains pulled away every morning, carrying people to Copenhagen’s bright…