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Chapter 219: Speech of the Century
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... es were dead, and the streets were silent in the hours following Moreau’s speech.
No newspapers printed extra editions.
The country seemed to hold its breath, holding something fragile between resignation and hope.
By late morning, however, the hush unraveled as whispers turned to murmurs and murmurs roared into calls of unity.
The speech lived inside every heart it touched.
In a café near Rue de Rivoli, hushed conversations ceased as the owner switched of ...
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