For the past 2 years, my daydreams have always wandered into scenes of galavanting through Paris on a bicycle with a basket on. In the daydream, I'm wearing a full patterned skirt and a pair of white Keds, and everyone smiles as I ride past, because I'm reminding them how happy Paris can truly make a person. Oh, did I mention that there is a giant baguette and a bouquet of flowers sticking out of the basket? No, I do not have too much time on my hands..
10 days.
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