The Champs-Élysées is powdered in a brilliant white glow with the Arc de Triumph feature tempting you to come as people hurry past in as blur of high-end fragrances with every language under the sun rolling perfectly off their tongue. In a split decision you turn towards the unusual font hanging over the metro entrance and rush to make the next train.
Each stop is flawless in its own right. You choose to spend a lazy afternoon by the Seine river - why not marvel at the Louvre another day? Once you finally get there you lean towards the frosted lake and sigh with relaxation. The Notre-Dame complements your peripheral vision and laughter of school children throwing snowballs echoes in the background.
I'll be with you someday soon Paris.
La poésie est dans la rue.
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