Category: Living in France
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The Real Parisienne
The authentic Parisienne influencer. Beret, scarf, espresso, sitting at a cafe at 2 pm, those iconic chairs, table water and bistro glass, black coin purse on a bistro marble-top table with brass edging, wrapped sugar cube, newspaper placed to the…
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The Ace of Hearts
While standing at a rush hour street corner in Paris waiting for the light to turn green, bicyclists ignored traffic signs, screeching mopeds played Russian roulette, and the coming and going of people with busy lives taking refuge with…
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A Date with a Soccer Player
We spent the day together, just him and me. We frolicked in the cold outside. Looking at birds in the trees, playing in the sandbox at the park, pretending to be dogs and cows, never kicking a ball, and then late…
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Rocking Out to the Wildest Evening Desiring Sleep
Some people are just rude. Their rudeness cannot be overshadowed even when you are kind to them. Maybe they do not seem rude to their friends, but most likely, their friends are rude too. Perhaps not one hundred percent rude,…
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French Texture
French texture… After thirty-five years, married to a Frenchman, having children, doing business, and living in France, I have lived longer in France than in my native homeland California by five years. I could ask myself: "How does it feel…
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A Street in the Center of Marseille on a Winter Day
Blue skies like a top hat sitting on the buildings. Unexpected, potted plants in plastic garbage pails lined the street. My cousin Judy would say that is a sign of a frustrated gardener wanting a yard in a limited…