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| We were in Italy, the land of fine weather and wine. It would be rude for us to stay underground during our trip wouldn't it? time for a bit of sight seeing. |
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Sadly, our time in Paris was coming to a close,
but before we left she
had one last gift to give.
A small kiss goodbye
known as the Maillot Loop |
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| Our adventures on the rooftops of Paris were but a fleeting grace. Like the deadly call of a siren, the underground was calling us back, to our doom! |
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