It was as if I had awoken in Fremantle, Western Australia, yet I was a very far 13,682 kilometres away.
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It was as if I had awoken in Fremantle, Western Australia, yet I was a very far 13,682 kilometres away.
We roamed through the dark back alleyways of the foreign cities foreign only to us our hearts in our throats from a drunken left turn that left the night air stale and sour...
I’m sure anyone reading this is aware of Paris’s fame; it’s eminence for being the “city of love”, full of romantic scenery and amazing candle light cuisine. But I have discovered that this is probably not why I find this city so amazing.