No matter how long I've lived in big cities, Paris manages to make me feel like a hayseed. Not that it's such a bad thing.

This place is great: Paris is really an eye-opener

Everywhere I move through this city I smell perfume: And on top of that perfume is the smell of whisky and tobacco, and diesel and 2 -stroke scooters that buzz the tiny streets

I love it. All the girls are really cute, and everyone's a communist.

I should just stay here: Fuck it all