Paris does something to a person. It unleashes the pent-up romantic. Even if you’re not the touchy-feely type, you find yourself begging to hold hands and grope the nearest person as you walk over a bridge just so you can say later that you did it and wasn’t that marvelous. What was his name? Does it matter?

-Janice MacLeod

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