A different kind of love. This was my first love, as far as cities are concerned. I studied art history in Paris and never wanted to go home. However, I did go home, as fate had a different path for me.
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Paris |
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Roof tops. |
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Can not be real but I love it, anyways. |
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Staircase in Montmartre. |
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French balconies. |
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Love. |
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Espresso, s'il vous plait. |
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