Love in Paris
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Last published Tue, Feb 10, 2015
Paris.. Paris.. Paris.. was all I could think during my last class of the day. I am a junior in college. I had not had a lot of things growing up, as soon as I was 18 I was cut off, not that I had much to be cut out of but always have had dreamed of going to Paris. This was it this was when I finally got to live my dreams, when all of those hours of hard work finally pay off. Even though I’m only going for one week I am so grateful. My parents helped me for this trip by buying my plane tickets and helping me find a decent hotel at a reasonable price.
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