Well, the picture I drew in the hostel's lavatory sums up my trip perfectly. It was eight o'clock on a Friday night! In Paris, my friend!
When my mates flew to New York for a classtrip and left me behind, I decided to go to Paris. My then-ex was there too so I thought I would play the smooth criminal as well. Circumstances were perfect.
Well, the picture I drew in the hostel's lavatory sums up my trip perfectly. It was eight o'clock on a Friday night! In Paris, my friend!
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