back in paris, a welcome with a rainy storm, that makes me depressed.
3 hours from the airport to my place.
i had to run to a doctor appointment, just a short hello to my cat…
i was in a sort of mass hysteria looking at people as i used to do it in ny subway.
a break in a salon de thé in le marais with tourists, i love tourists in paris…
a earl grey not very good and a chausson aux pommes… parisians stop being stingy with apple puree in this pastry…
before running to another doctor appointment besides the champs elysées
and this morning a spy named cannelle looking at me sleeping or trying to sleep…
i am always hungry when i am here… not like in ny
nice flight meeting someone, a french sculptor, living in ny since 10 years 2 blocks from my place…
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