Parisian Chic

Even the majestic trees that graced and sheltered her streets were attuned to her–and the waters of the Seine, contained and beautiful as they wound through her heart; so that the earth on that spot, so shaped by blood and consciousness, had ceased to be the earth and had become Paris.

Anne Rice

Alarm beeps @7am, sleepily and sluggishly i trudge down 0.5 m to the bathtub.


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