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Clara smiled skipping down the street.

"No! Clara!"

"What?"

Antoine caught up to her, "be careful, you can't just step out into traffic like this it's not New York."

"It's clear though?" Clara looked back over at Antoine.

"I know but it's just scary going into traffic in Paris, you have to be cautious." Antoine said taking Clara's hand and walking across the street.

"I can't believe I am going to see one of the most famous things here in France!"

"Mona Lisa is more famous than anything." Antoine said making Clara roll her eyes running up as close as she could get to the Eiffel Tower.

"It's beautiful."

"Eh it's okay." Antoine said and Clara laughed.

"Can we go up it?"

"Sure but we are going to take the elevator it takes awhile to walk up."

She nodded to Antoine pulling his arm over to the tower.

"formes de deux!"

"What?"

"Just stand next to me." Antoine whispered to her and she did what he said not questioning him.

The man began to speak and Antoine took it all in ready to translate it back to Clara.

"The elevator is on the left stairs just keep going up." Antoine whispered into her ear, "follow me."

Clara nodded taking his hand not wanting to lose him in this chaotic mess that was formed.

The last time Antoine came here you were aloud to just go up but he suspected things had changed around Paris since he last came.

The two walked up the stairs into the Eiffel Tower, Antoine saw the line in front of the elevator and saw how no one was using the stairs.

"Come on fuck the elevator." Antoine said and Clara just followed his lead up the stairs.

At every angle Clara stopped and looked out at Paris, it was truly beautiful, the views of every local hotel and café was certainly a view like no other.

"I could stay up here forever, Antoine." Clara said once the two got up to the top and Clara walked around.

"Anyone could. This place is fucking beautiful. It's Paris and it doesn't compare to any other city. No other city can be the city of love but Paris." Antoine whispered into her.

"Are you flirting again?"

"Maybe."

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