From architecture to the simple sunlight, Paris means a lot to all of us, doesn't it?
Every opportunity I had, Paris was mine.
Walking down the streets, writing my journal in a cafe or falling a sleep in a garden chair, I think I've done it all.
Here's a few fragments of my last and short visit to Paris, the city where the ladies ride the bike in style.
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| It's always an enigma crossing these halls, though we all know on the other side there's a nice garden with a cosy entrance to a gorgeous building |
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| This one here takes us to a nice hotel at the rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré |
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| French windows |
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| Small shops | Big impact |
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| Flowers to welcome yourself in your own home, why not? |
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| Waiting for my monsieur, croque-monsieur |
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| The last, but not the least |
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