.... was spent at home, listening to U2, drinking the last drops of a red wine from Cahors. Earlier on, I roamed through the endless tunnels of Parisian metro stations, catwalking down long travellator belts that lead to no-way in particular. Well, I did have a destination, but I just wanted to take the wrong way to see where I ended up.
PG will be visiting next weekend. So glad to have a visitor, and goodies from home. Hope to plan something nice for the following week.
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