Okay, I'm prepared to eat my words... Taking the 8 line home from school at about 5:45, I smelled something... terrific... when we stopped at Invalides. At first, I thought it was a lady getting on with some amazing perfume, but the smell disappeared when the doors shut. I marvelled silently for a while, until we got to Madeleine. Again, the smell.
I'm ready to admit something I never thought I would: The metro smelled excellent today.
There, I said it.
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1 comment:
hahaha
i think your nose is just broken.
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