Looking Back…on June 17, 2013 at 2:43 pm
As seen on une voiture a Paris on my last trip to France. It translates…. I heart nothing… I’m Parisian.
Paris is eccentric and full of art and statues and beautiful people, and cafes and cars, and statues and pigeons and people walking, people biking, people on Vespas…. No, the Parisians don’t love nothing… they love life (or everything).