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Sadly, our time in Paris was coming to a close,
but before we left she
had one last gift to give.
A small kiss goodbye
known as the Maillot Loop |
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| Our adventures on the rooftops of Paris were but a fleeting grace. Like the deadly call of a siren, the underground was calling us back, to our doom! |
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Popping our heads out from the dusty depths of the Paris metro we set
our sights on something slightly different. Who can say no to a nice rooftop? |
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