In the city we walk fast, that is unless we're walking slow.
My days in Paris are coming to a close. It's so cliche how we say things went by fast and slow at the same time, but sometimes I think cliches are cliches because they're so true. I feel like I've been here a while, and in a way I have, but that also I just arrived, and in a larger scheme, I have.
All I really know is I have both come to love this city, as well as missed my own.
And that I want to return.
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