In a rather strange turn of events, my parents are moving to Paris. It is odd because ever since I’ve know them (so forever, then) they have always lived in exactly the same house. So there’s that, but also the fact that I always kind of thought in my head that if anyone from my immediate family moved to Paris it would be me. I’ve been thinking about a lot about Paris recently, mainly because I discovered to my horror that not everyone thinks it’s as totally charmant as I do. I was talking to one friend, and I think…

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