Road to Elsewhere, Excerpt #22*: How Paris Dug Out from 500,000 Pounds of Manure (Every Day)
The City of Light is also the City of....um....Fragrances
THE SAINT-PLACIDE METRO STATION was nearest to my language school, in Paris.
More Gallic irony, because that particular Métro entrance was anything but placid. The south-east orientation of the entrance tunnel, urged along by the transit snakes roaring through the darkness below, caused a ferocious headwind as I kite-winged down the staircase. But that …
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