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Letters to the Cities: Paris
Paris greeted me not with the Eiffel Tower, but with crowded metros and chaotic streets. I felt out of place in my oversized tee among the effortless elegance around me. Yet, in between the rush, you softened me with croissants, whispered grandeur at Petit Palais, and overwhelmed me with Galerie Dior’s magic. Lost, tired, laughing near the Eiffel Tower, I realized Paris was never simple — messy yet magnificent, demanding yet unforgettable.
Oct 12 min read
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