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French Collection #2


I was lurking outside the Louvre, when a woman walked briskly by, heading towards the Jardin des Tuileries. Very purposeful, but not like she was on some kind of fitness regime, she knew where she was going and was not wasting time. I liked the look of her from behind, the way she dressed, her confidence – very Parisienne.

Unseen, I followed, past Place de la Concorde, the Grand Palais, following the river, turning south near Trocadero across La Seine to her final destination. Exhausted, I leapt into the express lift behind her. She turned, so beautiful, in love Eiffel.

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