It's 7pm, or 19:00 in Paris.
All the windows are open.
No screens. I'm on the 6th floor.
It's MAYBE 76 degrees.
I'm in a dress...and I'm about to have un sandwich, with some tater tots (they left me a few things).
I'm not so scared about going out and learning to do things (tomorrow, the Métro)
I am oddly at ease here. What is that about?
The bells...I really love the bells.
J
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