Paris Weekend: Back home



That evening I took the 18:55 Thalys to Brussels.  Walking out of the Brussel-Midi  station, the feeling that this was not Paris was instant: there was a clear qualitative difference, and beyond a few obvious external traits I could not put a finger on why I felt the difference so strongly.  Understanding that may require a few more weekend trips to Paris, I told myself. Not a bad thought, after all. 


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