Almost Parisian, Books, Writing

It’s perfectly normal to roam Paris in your pajamas, right? No?

First part of Chapter Twenty Four. I had twenty pages of fictional story I invented in front of me, and no coffee to ponder over it like a respectable writer. As it was getting brighter outside, my reflection in the computer screen started to form slowly, and that’s when I saw that I still have… Continue reading It’s perfectly normal to roam Paris in your pajamas, right? No?

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