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2.3 Moving to Lucerne

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I arrive at Lucerne train station, and the scent hits me instantly: a mix of heated iron from the rails, fresh bread from nearby bakeries, and a hint of moisture from the nearby Lake Vierwaldstättersee. The station, majestic, blends past and present. Its light gray stone gateway — a remnant of the 1896 building, miraculously

2.2 THE RAMPARTS

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I turn to Lukas, intrigued by the depth of his knowledge. “Tell me, Lukas… how was this region settled?” He smiles, his eyes shining with a calm enthusiasm. “I’ll tell you both versions, because they each have their place here in Switzerland.” He takes a deep breath, as if gathering his thoughts, then continues: “First,

2.1 The Ramparts

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I will remember that evening forever. Beneath the ancient beams of the Kapellbrücke, where the Reuss murmurs its secrets, I danced in my automaton costume, carried by the spark of the carnival. The crowd swayed, music echoed, and suddenly, a gaze froze me. A man approached: tall, with slightly wavy blond hair, bright blue eyes

1.3 Journey of a Living Doll Across Switzerland

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The train came to a stop with a metallic sigh. I stepped onto the platform of the bustling regional station, livelier than the one in my small mountain village, where the platforms are often empty and silent. Here, announcements echoed in multiple languages, hurried travelers crossed paths, and children’s laughter floated through the air, mingling

1.2 The museum of music boxes and automata

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Véronique closed her eyes, and memories surged forth—just as vivid as the morning reflections on the lake. She saw herself again as a teenager, in her village nestled in the heights of the Vaud Jura. To earn a few francs, she took on a series of small jobs: sweeping the minigolf course with her sister,

1.1 The departure – “ Never say never ”

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It’s a radiant spring morning. The air is crisp, almost sharp, but sunlight spills across the platform of the small station perched like a balcony over the Vaud Jura, like a canvas painted in soft greens and azure skies. I stand there, on the edge of a new chapter, ready to leave my childhood village

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In the pearly light of dawn,she sat in silence, facing the great and magnificent red dragon… Between her fingers, the watch her brother had given her one distant spring seemed to hum with an ancient echo.She didn’t know it yet,but this watch — like the mountain — held a secret of the soul. In the