Category: Living in France
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An Evening Walk
My thoughts pour out, rambling in different directions all at once, scattering like leaves blowing past my path. The clouds drift by, my hair tangles in the wind, and soon my thoughts begin to slow. I let them go—wandering with…
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A Brazen Heist — More Than Just Stolen Crowns
In a daring robbery that shocked France and the art world, thieves stole historic crown jewels from the Louvre Museum on the morning of October 19, 2025. The heist took place minutes after the museum opened, with suspects using a…
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The Light in the Corner
This morning, the sun streamed across the floor as I made my bed. The light fell into the far corner of the room — the one by the dresser, where the wall has a painting with a tear in it.…
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What I Find-
An artist’s loose-page notepad I found at the brocante. Dated 1866 — delicate, pristine, delightful. Each painting perfectly scripted with descriptive text. The artist remains unknown. The incredibly beautiful and humble. Crafted perfection —the ordinary made extraordinary.Objects I see at…
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A Rose by Gabriel
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (Act II, Scene II) Velvet petals, moving as the sea — waves rising above earth and thorn — releasing a fragrance that swoons above the stars,…
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Brocante Bug Biting
Hallelujah, Our guest is feeling much better (merci), and she wasted no time making up for the lost day. Two club chairs later—yes, two—some pharmacy jars, antique dishes, and a collection of silverware that would make any brocante-lover weak in the knees,…