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Paris has always been a dream to many people. It is known as the city of love, the city of lights or the city of fashion, but that is how they define Paris. Through photographs, movies or books, it sounds fancy, it looks pretty but no one really can imagine how wonderful this city could be until they see it with their own eyes. The Eiffel Tower, the Seine River and others amazing attractions are just a part of the city. Paris is much more than that. Fortunately, I had a chance to see Paris and discover every unknown bit of this marvelous city.
Like any other day, the sun rose in Paris. It was the beginning of May, when spring blew its last breezes and the heat of summer started to spread around. The weather could not get any better. The sky was crystal clear and it wasn’t too sunny. The sun made the whole city looked like it was covered with a thin, light and golden layer of pixie dust. I could tell the weather was perfect since I could open the windows and just leave it there. It was probably the best time in Paris for travelling, when the freezing cold and the depressing rain were all gone. Like any Parisian, my morning started with a crunchy exterior and soft interior croissant, some slices of crispy honey coated French toasts but my breakfast was definitely incomplete without a creamy cup of cappuccino. Sitting by the windows, those flowery balconies, the cobblestone road, those old black poles on the sidewalk, those classy street lamps had never seemed so real. Along the pavement, plenty of cars were parked in an organizing order even though the parking spaces looked a little bit too small. Excitement took over my whole body. I could not wait to jump out of the window and go on my Paris adventure but those soft noises along with such sudden silence in the early morning kept pulling me back to the chair. That peaceful atmosphere absolutely gave me the definition of zen. It was a typical Parisian Monday. Walking down the street, everyone seemed so busy. The

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