Not Paris

Not warm yet either. Not wandering around in just a shirt with a camera type weather at least. Ne'er cast a clout and all that. Point taken.

If days were flavours then everything today would be tasting of vanilla. If they were music, I'd be humming a Coldplay song. If they were colours, I'd be seeing everything in tints and shades of beige. If they were....

Ach, you get the idea.

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