Fezzik In Paris

Two Americans, three cats, and too many places named "de Gaulle"

This being reality, Marco did not ride off into the sunset; he was left to his own (surprise of the year: coming back is far more difficult than departing), his hope of finding some way, any way, to return to France a distant mote of light in an increasingly-obscured sky.

Life goes on, however, and Marco’s post-Paris pictures serve as abject proof.

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