France, my, my, what an unpopular little country in the States. But people, people, they are only French. Ignore the frowns and the hatred for English (I mean hell, it would piss you off too if you had such a beautiful language and everyone spoke English anyway) and just look around. Paris is a city I will never truly know, but I love knowing that I could walk that city every day of my life and always find something new. Annecy, the complete opposite of Paris, was also so very beautifully French. Wine and the Seine and Bon Appetites, ladies and gentlemen, it really is hard to find a life better than this.

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