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A young woman with fiery ginger pigtails and practical trousers, leaning against a wrought-iron lamppost on a rain-slicked Brussels street at twilight, her piercing blue eyes narrowed in determination as she adjusts the strap of her oversized leather satchel; beside her, a remarkably poised white cat with intelligent green eyes perches atop a stack of vintage travel trunks plastered with peeling shipping labels, its tail curled neatly around a glowing brass lantern that casts long shadows across wet cobblestones reflecting the amber glow of distant tram lights. Behind them, Art Nouveau building facades with intricate wrought-iron balconies loom beneath low-hanging clouds, while a crumpled newspaper headline about stolen aviation plans blows against a storm drain near her sturdy lace-up boots.
An international star sets off on an adventure with her faithful companion.
Francis