Placeholder: Amid the opulent halls of a grand chateau, Cocteau stands alone, his elegant attire contrasting with the marble figures that surround him. With a flourish of his hand, he begins to juggle the intricately carved statues, each one a masterpiece of artistry frozen in time. The figures seem to come to life in his hands, their graceful forms dancing through the air with effortless grace. Amid the opulent halls of a grand chateau, Cocteau stands alone, his elegant attire contrasting with the marble figures that surround him. With a flourish of his hand, he begins to juggle the intricately carved statues, each one a masterpiece of artistry frozen in time. The figures seem to come to life in his hands, their graceful forms dancing through the air with effortless grace.

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Amid the opulent halls of a grand chateau, Cocteau stands alone, his elegant attire contrasting with the marble figures that surround him. With a flourish of his hand, he begins to juggle the intricately carved statues, each one a masterpiece of artistry frozen in time. The figures seem to come to life in his hands, their graceful forms dancing through the air with effortless grace.

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