Paris wasn’t love at first sight for me. There was something about it a bit too imperial and well-to-do for my taste. I felt it was lacking humility.
But I learned to love its silences, shadows, and hidden beauty during long walks. Without the usual tourist crowds, this subtle beauty of abandonment and ruin became even more visible.
Abandonment and decay reveal the vulnerability of things, just as they reveal the vulnerability of people. I don’t take any pleasure in seeing the pain that comes from vulnerability, but there is something honest and raw in showing your wrinkles and bruises.
Riddle Me This 
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For a long time, I was put off by all the hype around it. But then I had the chance to rediscover it by myself and make friends with it.
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I get what you are saying about old buildings and ruins. Here in the USA it’s hard to find this kind of feel. Oldest buildings on the West Coast are from the mid-1700s on.
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