Keeping the Magic Alive: why I won’t live in France
Dumped, schmumped! My first trip to Paris was my freshman year of college. I was a teaching assistant to my former French teacher, and we found a steal of a deal to Paris over spring break. I’m not sure how that even worked with 1999’s technology, but it happened. Good thing, too, because my boyfriend […]
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