I only experience seemingly normal experiences in a very surreal way... Last night consisted of star gazing on the top floor of a parking garage and seeing old friends.
"Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris.
I'm in Paris with the slightest thing you do.
I'm in Paris with your eyes, your mouth,
I'm in Paris with... all points south.
Am I embarrassing you?
I'm in Paris with you."
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