Ahh Paris.
The sounds: roaring mopeds, coffee machines steaming, tout-a-l'heure, and bonjour.
The smells: wafting pastries from each corner boulangerie, the cats piss metro, J'adore Dior floating in the breeze and coffee everywhere.
The sights: romantic apartment facades, elegant women, motorbikes lined along boulevards, cutesy dogs trotting behind their owners, and bright healthy sun lighting up this ville d'amour.
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