There are days when you adore it, admire it, days when it makes you breath out musical notes, fly on the wings of yellow sparkling street lights, days when you turn your thoughts on a merry-go-round, in the flashy realm of enthusiastic districts, days when it makes you happy just by letting you step on its bridged shoulders above the Seine sap..
But there are also days when it squeezes you out in its dusty CO2 pot, in its irritating mechanical rhythm of rushing shadows and metro deafening sirens, in its nervous looks of embarrassing souls, soaked in the grayish days of its humid smoky clouds.
And it always remains beautiful! Beautiful even when it smells pee in the muddy underground corners, beautiful in its evergreen romantic love, poems under illuminated bridges, beautiful in its thirsty vitality, in its diversity, beautiful in its whole colorful, vibrating dynamism.
Of course it is Paris!
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