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ratsoftobruk2018-11-06 11:33 pm
eiffelinlove) wrote in ratsoftobruk2018-11-06 11:33 pm
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Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
[Ah, Paris!
It's a beautiful summer's day in the city of love. The sun is shining and the streets are crowded with pedestrians, tourists and locals alike. On the street corner, a handful of them are nearly run over by a car driving up onto the sidewalk to get around traffic, horn blaring. A man selling postcards just barely jumps out of the way. Somewhere, someone is playing the accordion.
Yes, it's a beautiful day in Paris. The heart of the nation. The rest of the nation also happens to be in town; comfortably seated in a cafe overlooking the river, glass of wine in hand and positioned oh so elegantly for any passersby to admire. If you look at him for too long, it's possible the cafe may be replaced by a background of sparkles and roses.
Stare for too long and he'll probably notice. Leaning back with a flip of his hair, France winks charmingly.]
Would you like to join me, mon cher?
[Sparkles.]
It's a beautiful summer's day in the city of love. The sun is shining and the streets are crowded with pedestrians, tourists and locals alike. On the street corner, a handful of them are nearly run over by a car driving up onto the sidewalk to get around traffic, horn blaring. A man selling postcards just barely jumps out of the way. Somewhere, someone is playing the accordion.
Yes, it's a beautiful day in Paris. The heart of the nation. The rest of the nation also happens to be in town; comfortably seated in a cafe overlooking the river, glass of wine in hand and positioned oh so elegantly for any passersby to admire. If you look at him for too long, it's possible the cafe may be replaced by a background of sparkles and roses.
Stare for too long and he'll probably notice. Leaning back with a flip of his hair, France winks charmingly.]
Would you like to join me, mon cher?
[Sparkles.]