“J’AI DEUX AMOURS, MON PAYS ET PARIS”.
Many years ago, before I could understand what Paris meant to the world, before the noisy and useless headlines would have their way…
“J’AI DEUX AMOURS, MON PAYS ET PARIS”.
Many years ago, long before I could understand what Paris meant to the world, before the noisy and useless headlines would have their way, before I learned to pause before a newly blossomed rose, I was trapped in a sea of encircling cars on the Place de la Concorde.
“I have to get to the Gare du Nord t…
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