Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Pensées Français

This morning I am dreaming of Paris. Sitting at a sidewalk cafe, watching the passerby, plotting out my next exploit while sipping my thick, rich chocolat chaud avec chantilly. I pick up my copy of The Hunchback of Notre Dame, immersing myself in Hugo's somber descriptions of Paris. The cathedral looms ominously over the Île de la Cité, swathing it in its dark shadows. Sweeping over the facade, I recoil at the sight of the grotesque gargoyles. From atop the Gothic tower, I glance out over the expanse of the city peeking into the activity of chaque arrondissement. Les Parisiens do not stop; life is too short not to take advantage of every moment. The sheer artistry, beauty of this city is nearly overwhelming....

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