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Have a portrait of Stendhal's father in his early 30s! Back when Stendhal wasn't even born yet and Willy was still making his way in the field of archaeology, trying to make a name for himself. Carrie was on his side, supporting him any way she could.
A bunch of dreams, a bunch of projects… definitely not a bunch of money. ; He and Carrie lived in a rented attic where everything fell to pieces.

It wasn't much, but they were happy. :meow: And they were loving each other to bits. :love:

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