Scary danger of death door in my neighborhood.
Hopefully STD means something else in French. Or maybe this was the guy's romantic way of telling his girlfriend that he gave her gonorrhea.
Exciting crosswalk.
Some parts of Paris are ugly like the US.
National Library of France
I went to see a photography exhibit here.
Gare d'Austerlitz
Love you!
Metro bridge
Most of the buildings in Paris are not ugly.
Le Marais
Hotel de Ville plus ANOTHER CAROUSEL!
Notre Dame. So you know I'm actually in Paris.
So many mopeds all the time!
I tried to buy new wool socks here. They were 17 euros a pair. I went to France's equivalent of Target instead.
Somehow Bad Boys' Road just doesn't sound as tough in French.
Moped!
The bus lane is the same lane as the bike lane because French people aren't scared of shit.
Laundry is really expensive here. Maybe that's why my roommate chose to skip out on the sechage charge and dry his clothes in the living room (they are still hanging up).
French cars are weirdly shaped.
Garbage truck driver playing drums on his steering wheel to some metal song.
MOPED!
All the refrigerated trucks I've seen are labeled FRIGORIFIQUE.
Trashy.
Sweet luchadero shrine.
Window shop for love.
Pigeons/vielle dame.
Awesome switchblades.
This graffiti is the only reason no one is stealing this bike.
All the trash bags say stuff like "VIGILANT CLEANLINESS." Someone is being slightly less than vigilant.
Gorilla warrior
La Seine
I sat here for 10 minutes before I realized that the pile of cardboard next to me was actually someone's house.
Pretty!
Fancy school in Paris that I don't work at.
I went to the Museum of Natural History.
It was free.
And there was tons of amazing taxidermy.
Huge/awesome beetles.
Just like being at the zoo except everything's dead!
Best animal at the museum.
Le Jardin des Plantes
Waiting at the metro station because everyone's en greve.
Gare de Corbeil-Essonnes. The train station where I work.
Walking to work.
Work town.
Cat.
Work is not "right next to the train station" like I was told.
Still walking.
Work is on a mountain above the town.
WORK!
Apparently they are building "new, prettier housing projects" but this will not solve the town's problems because "the same [not white] people will live there." Some French people I've met are pretty racist.
Apartments across from the school I work at.
One of the schools I work at.
It's called Pablo Picasso.
Walking back to the train station after work.
I swear most of the town is pretty. I think.
So far from home.
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