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“On a trip to Paris one day, little Sophie Met a giant lady lighting up the night sky "What's your name, you magical monster?" "My many visitors call me the Eiffel Tower." "In all your attire, don't your sometimes tire Of being seen only as a humdrum tower? You, a dragon, a fairy watching over Paris, An Olympic torch held aloft in grey skies?" "How you flatter me! So few poets these days Ever sing the praises of my Parisian soul, As did Cocteau, Aragon, Cendrars, Trénet and Apollinaire... Since you're so good At seeing beneath the surface, you could -If you like, when you're back from France- Take up your pen and write down Why you like me -it would be nice and fun!" "You can count on me! There's so much to say! I'll write twenty lines... but who will read them?" "Well, I know a man who'll read your verse." "Really? Who?" "The President of France”

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Emmanuel Macron
Emmanuel Macron

Emmanuel Macron is a French politician currently serving as the Minister of the Economy, Finance, and Industry. Born on December 21, 1977, in the northern city of Amiens, Macron has made a name for himself with his reformist spirit and modern political style. He obtained a doctorate from the École Normale Supérieure and entered the political scene in 2012, serving as the Minister of the Economy. In 2014, he left government to join the Socialist Party, and in 2016, he founded his own party, En Marche!, and was elected President of France, becoming the youngest president in French history. more

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