I'm not a writer really; I felt an urge to write a bit about Paris.
It's the city exactly at the intersection of romance, history, fantasy and enchantment; everyone faces Paris in some form of a dream.

I've come to know and love Paris hanging on the hem of my wife's skirt. She's Parisian, she's everything French without constraint; she makes understanding all of Parisness a pleasure. Made me want to write something.

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