On our last night in Paris, Janeen, Marie and I headed for dinner at Grand Colbert. As we walked along Rue St Honore from our apartment at Rue St Roch, I was taken by the quintessential Paris scenes playing out before my eyes. Already a bit nostalgic and feeling the tug of home and the lure of all that I love in Paris, each vignette played out in slow motion. The camera clicks are merely reflections of my memories, permanently etched.
 
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