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Bénédite Topuz

My Normandy

My Normandy or my godmother’s Normandy I should say. Somebody I was so close to after my mother’s death. She often welcomed me in this region where she often found refuge escaping from Paris. I found some comfort there. We often talked about her sister and all the beloved we missed. Now she is gone and I like to wander thinking of all the missing people, the good time we spent together.