Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: I left the car by the side of the cathedral, and then walked down the steps into the Place des Jacobins. It was still raining hard. It had not once let up since Tours, and all I had seen of the countryside I loved was the gleaming surface of the route nationale, rhythmically cut by the monotonous swing of the windscreen wiper. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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