Paris was a dream, and a very beautiful one. The procession at the Arc de Triomphe blew us away with its grandeur and oomph commandeered by top-tiered officials of Parisian council.
Hi blogosphere, I’m back. I’ve missed this space, ab imo pectore (from the bottom of my heart).
xoxo,Viktoria Jean
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"Do you see the story? Do you see anything?... It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream - making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream sensation... No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence - that which makes its truth, its meaning - its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream - alone." Marlow in Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad.
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