Category: Living in France
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Who is Who ❤️ Happy to See You!
Good morning! I am Paula and my husband is Bob. We attended the same high school in Central Illinois during the 60s and started college at the same time and place. We feel madly in love during those early days…
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Bugnes During Lent
Grabbing the plastic bag I had prepared the night before, I left early in the morning for my friend Annie's house. (Annie is my friend who is 89, though she says she is 90 because she is closer to 90…
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The Real Parisienne
The authentic Parisienne influencer. Beret, scarf, espresso, sitting at a cafe at 2 pm, those iconic chairs, table water and bistro glass, black coin purse on a bistro marble-top table with brass edging, wrapped sugar cube, newspaper placed to the…
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The Ace of Hearts
While standing at a rush hour street corner in Paris waiting for the light to turn green, bicyclists ignored traffic signs, screeching mopeds played Russian roulette, and the coming and going of people with busy lives taking refuge with…
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A Date with a Soccer Player
We spent the day together, just him and me. We frolicked in the cold outside. Looking at birds in the trees, playing in the sandbox at the park, pretending to be dogs and cows, never kicking a ball, and then late…
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Rocking Out to the Wildest Evening Desiring Sleep
Some people are just rude. Their rudeness cannot be overshadowed even when you are kind to them. Maybe they do not seem rude to their friends, but most likely, their friends are rude too. Perhaps not one hundred percent rude,…