I’ve been into reading for some time lately. I had forgotten the pleasure of diving into a world far, yet near – the universe of stories and destinies. Paris is my frame as I advance in the city heat, stopping on a bench or a cutesy cafĂ© to savor a page or tens of them. Binge reading or just a hint of sweetness on the tip of my tongue, all delish’ the same.

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My apple of eye hang-out in Paris is the Modern Art Museum. A the big juicy treat, indeed. Outside youngsters skateboard and make their mp3 players chant. I take the first bite and crack the complex by the Tokyo Palace restaurant. Nippon tang blows right at me.

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What a rainy day… but how resplendent a stroll in the Eiffel Tower park. On the way in the subway, I checked out the latest Glamour - found this elegant twenties inspired, what they named Russian disco outfit. Subsequently, I pirouetted in the Eiffel Tower gardens, tarrying to marvel little details, taking refuge under the sturdy old oaks. It felt like being in a magical tree house.

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What a wonderful feeling to be alive! What made me, all of a sudden, conscious of this? I’d been having occasional, but nevertheless quite nasty back pains and I finally got some help. Things are not perfect yet, but even a little break is already enough to get me hoppin’.

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Paris is a caramel filled coffee macaroon, New York a butterscotch double chocolate cupcake… and London… a fruitcake? Last time I went there it was more like a humongous devilish chocolate chip muffin nicely devoured on the go from a Waterloo station baked goodies heaven. This year is something very momentous to me. This city fairy will take a slip over to London in mid-April and then a hop over to New York in late summer. These cities spark me. They each have their personalities, and a reason why I covet their wondrous thrust.



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I stumbled upon these cutesy Nippon postcards when last time visiting the Palais de Tokyo, a Japanese cultural center nestled in the 16th district of Paris. This active cultural spot hosts regularly changing exhibitions, mostly modern but sometimes also socially inclined, and it also has a vibrant bookstore, a reasonably priced coffee shop and now their newest addition, a small clothing store/gift shop. Japan has been on my mind since my dear brother just took a trip over there.

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