Thanks to my sixth grade home economics class with Mrs, Seitz, I know how to sew. Kind of. I made a pattern, then a shirt. Then I wanted to throw the shirt away.

Book in the bookmobile at le 104. I wish I would have taken (it's a trade system, and I had nothing to trade) that book "The Life of Women".

Tourists at the I love you wall near Abbesess.

The garden at Hotel Amour is my favorite place in Paris. It reminds me of Brooklyn.

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