And that’s where the similarities end. Well, I guess we also have cars, buildings, bicycles and the like. But without actual French, we’ll never be the Paris of the Midwest.
On second thought, that’s a really boring tree stump.
About five minutes later I found the placard with the artists name. Until then, I was really confused what this was supposed to be.
Strolling hand in hand in the Paris rain. I’d take it.
jon
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