Paris, the city of dreams, the city of light, the city of art, wine and cheese, coffee and watching people walk by, the Metro, Montparnasse, Montmartre, the Louvre, the Musee d'Orsay....painters on the street, tourists on the streets, people to get you on the streets: "Madam, is this gold ring yours?" I was asked many times one day...it seems that different people kept finding on the ground a gold ring that could have been mine???
Paris, I miss you always when I'm not with you. I love you when I'm with you.
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