Victor Hugo's house

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The scent of ink still lingers in the air over the paper that Victor Hugo's pen once touched. The room where his spirit once dwelled flows quietly, as though the poet's imagination still fills the space. Beneath candlelight, the poems and letters he wrote seem to carry on a life of their own, and visitors too forget the passage of time and sink into his thoughts. Beyond the wide windows, the streets of Paris unfold like a watercolor painting, but a deeper resonance comes from his writing.