One Month in France
A burst of pain shoots down my leg as I reach the top of the steps of the SacrÃ©-Cœur. The view from the top is breathtaking. As I glance across the Paris skyline, the familiar strumming of guitar chords fills the awaking city.
“Today is gonna be the day, that they're gonna throw it back to you…” a man wearing a black weathered cowboy hat sings with a heavy French accent. I then sit down...
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