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On my trip to Paris last Spring, there was one thing in particular that I just couldn’t help but notice and giggle to myself about! No matter where I looked, no matter what time of day, someone was always passing me on the streets chowing down on a baguette. No ham or cheese, just a baguette! I have no idea why I find this to be so entertaining. Maybe because in the states it’s drilled into our minds that bread makes you fat but the Parisians could care less! And you know what, that’s what I loved so much about this sight! It’s what I love so much about the french culture, it’s all so unexpected.
Ok, we all know my love affair with Paris so I won’t ramble on too much. We all know it’s perfect, basically heaven on earth.
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