Bonjour de Paris, where I am writing to you from a thoroughly air-conditioned room overlooking Montmarte after a thunderstorm-ridden first evening, which—thank every single god there is—broke the thousand degree heat bubble hovering over the entire continent. I will be here for the week and eating every pastry from every boulangerie in sight, and will, …
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