The Metro is cool. The keyboard is totally different with the a and the m in different places. France is awesome, sorta. Good smells. Good shopping.
Lots of art, want to be a pickpocket in my next life, people keep staring because of my hair or that I'm wearing a hat. The limit of sisterness is three days. Went to the catacombs today. Lots of pictures.
So I'm still alive. And I still only know three words Good bye, good morning and pardon.
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