MoP, Day 23

starry starry night
filled with crepes and candles
cobbled streets
lamplit corners
air puffing into clouds
in front of frozen lips
violins and accordions
and old mens voices
like wooden flutes
cigarette smoke
and fur-lined wraps
theatre and art
and expensive restaurants
Paris, je t’aime

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