Still the same Paris, and it was still the blossoming season with inflated desire of freedom and options. I was passing by, under the whitening sunshine of a daily closing moment. The breath was fresh enough to move on.
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OUI, Paris est éternelle, sous le soleil ou la pluie, sunrise or sunset....
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OUI, Paris est éternelle, sous le soleil ou la pluie, sunrise or sunset....
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