"Et Dieu... créa la femme"



Juliette, a beauty of the Riviera shore,
Flirtatious and free, the town's talk and more.
Her spirit untamed, her reputation wild,
Traditional values she refused to abide.
Many men courted her, but none could compare,
To Antoine, the man who stole her heart and dared.
He worked in her brother's garage, simple and true,
Their love defying the norms of what society knew.
But Antoine's family disapproved of their love,
While Eric, a wealthy man, threatened to shove.
He owned the property where Antoine's family resided,
Threatening eviction if their relationship wasn't divided.
Christian, another man, became jealous of Antoine,
Following them to the beach, where his intentions were not benign.
He tried to rape Juliette, but she managed to flee,
Defying the men who wished to control and oversee.
At a party, Eric tried to kiss her, but she slapped him instead,
Proving that Juliette's spirit could not be easily led.
Antoine and Juliette decided to escape and be free,
Driving off into the sunset, their love unrestrained and carefree.
The police pursued them, looking for Antoine in connection to a shooting,
But nothing could stop their love, their passion, their yearning.
Juliette, a free spirit of the French Riviera shore,
Defying traditional values, her spirit untamed and more.

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