Paris, Bound
Travel 09.18.08
Sometimes it becomes surreally anachronistic, and the other day, strolling the too-narrow sidewalk of rue de Sévigné, I found myself obstructed by a free-form gaggle of high-school-aged kids doing what high-school-aged kids do, chatting, smoking, flirting, giggling, comparing their discreet ink and timid piercings, and--of course!--singing, in loving harmony, snippets of kitschy American standards of the '40s and '50s.
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