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... re were representatives from various sectors of Paris who came to persuade him to stay in office: representatives from workers, entrepreneurs, prospective French citizens... as well as representatives from the entertainment industry led by the Moulin Rouge, all expressing their hope that Napoleon would serve another term, and then another, and so on, until "small stones become big stones, and big stones become mossy."

After finally dealing with these people, there came the representative ...

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