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Friday, August 26, 2005

My arrogant Paris

Paris, Paris, when you take him at face value, is an arrogant lover. But ignore Eiffel and all his monuments of vanity and you come upon a different Paris. Passionate, insatiable, forever discontented, and always longing to be loved. Like many of us, really.

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