Joie de vivre
Paris was a blast - a cornucopia of great sights, best food, beautiful people, a laidback atmosphere and a lesson in the art of buying luxury. How I wish I could speak French for I would have lived there!
A soft spot slowly grows in lieu of a tragic ache. Each day that the distance divides is an additinal moment for enlightenment. There will always be a season and a reason for everything.
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