young lovebirds swoon about paris and her unquenchable love. foodies quiver at its array of piquant fare. mainland chinese tourists flash their cash at luxury merchandise. the english sulk over a pint across the channel.

and me? i have no idea why i needed to go to paris. i guess it was an eventual trip of sorts. but the city of lights (paris isn’t that bright in my opinion, unless lights was referring to fags) wasn’t all that enchanting to me. i was loveless, hungry, couldn’t afford that chanel bag and sulking over a pint.

as the french says chacun voit midi à sa porte, which i think loosely translates to you are entitled to my opinion. your mileage may differ, so take a trip there. if that fails, buy a tub of salted french butter and a baguette. french butter makes everything tastes good, even heartaches.

or even better, go hunt down all the space invaders plastered over the city.

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