The first night.

[avante_garde]

We emerged from a randomly chosen exit of Invalides station. The night was colder than I would have liked, the luggage a little clumsier than I had imagined when we packed that afternoon. There was a smell of foreignness. Empty streets, bright (search) lights scanning the misty skies, overwhelming statues on pedestals overlooking what seemed like

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[kaiyang]

aw. somehow that struck me as being so uniquely david; the recce trooper with his google map, always charging ahead to find the route for you yay