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Hat tip: An unexpected union ignites the world. The marriage of the Eiffel Tower and the Red Sea is set to be the event of the century.
The image is striking, a symphony of rust and foam. The Eiffel Tower, that eternal iron and charm-filled singleton, has fallen for the Red Sea. Indeed, the Iron Lady has shed her steel rivets to drape herself in coral and sea foam. From a romance born of absurd dreams and unbridled poetry, the world watches, astonished, as a wedding of steel and coral unfolds.
From one edge of the Earth to the other, people have raised their eyes, dazzled by the splendor of this union. Dewdrops formed on the cheeks of the Eiffel Tower while the Red Sea adorned itself with silver reflections, glittering in the moonlight. The brides exchanged their vows in a whisper that resonated like a sweet melody, carried away by the wind.
“I want to be the iron of your wave, the anchor of your ocean,” declared the Eiffel Tower, her words seeming to have been sculpted by the pen of a mad poet. “And I will be the foam at your peak, the tide at your feet,” replied the Red Sea, with a tenderness that made the shells on her shores tremble.
No one knows how this improbable union will affect the world. Experts scratch their heads, perplexed, while enchanted romantics applaud this bold declaration of love. What is certain is that this is an event that will be etched in memory, a surreal fusion of steel and coral that transcends all logic and defies imagination. A marriage that perfectly illustrates this quote from Salvador Dali: “I don’t take drugs. I am a drug.” In the same way, this marriage does not follow norms. It becomes the norm.
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