Happiness is sitting in the laverie on a cold chair next to an old man, and his knowing smile as I try to figure out how to work the coin operated machine.…
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France
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Last September, I found myself back in Paris unexpectedly. My passport had gotten lost in the mail and I’d just left the U.S. embassy in tears, not sure how I was going…
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I slip out the front door with a casual lie to say I’m going for a walk to cool off. What I really need is a cigarette. As I look up at…
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“What the f*ck is the Schengen zone?” This was my exact thought the first time I heard about the open borders agreement between the European Union and several other countries in Europe.…
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I’m staring at the blank page and biting my lip, trying to force some sort of closure, trying to formulate words that can somehow summarize my feelings about France and my time…
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“Why are you traveling? No, REALLY. Why are you traveling? What are you looking for?” I’m flabbergasted as I try to comprehend what is happening. Moments earlier I had been sitting with…