It was time.Time to visit the French Antiquariess again.
As I navigated my way through the chaos of the city streets,my thoughts were constantly interrupted by the empty sounds of daily life.Flashing lights, blaring horns, revving engines and bypassers conversationsof last nights, prime time shows. All like notes ona sheet of music that had no melody, no meaning.My soul needed a sanctuary.
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