There she was
February 9th 2009 There she was, again. She with the authentically engaging fixed grin, and rosy red checks playing what can only be described as a Chinese banjo on the main level of the Bastille Metro station. On a freezing Paris Sunday in February while I was rambling from one side of town to the next, I heard the same mysterious strings from this smiling pixie for the third time. She really does get around it se
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