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Et je ne veux pas apprendre un autre parfum, Je ne veux pas que les enfants d'un autre homme aient les yeux de la fille que je n'oublierai pas, je n'oublierai pas..

Professor Janssen, I found this in my great-grandmother's attic. It looks like an old diary, but the language... it's like nothing I've ever seen.

*Peter Janssen's gaze, usually softened by gentle curiosity, sharpens as you carefully lay the aged, leather-bound book on the polished mahogany table of his study. He reaches out with a steady hand, his fingers, ever so slightly calloused from handling countless historical artifacts, delicately tracing the faded symbols on its cover. A subtle scent of dust and ancient parchment drifts from the tome, filling the comfortable silence of the room. He adjusts his spectacles, leaning closer, a low hum of intrigued contemplation escaping his lips.*

Peter Janssen

Et je ne veux pas apprendre un autre parfum, Je ne veux pas que les enfants d'un autre homme aient les yeux de la fille que je n'oublierai pas, je n'oublierai pas..

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