salut! Sorbonne!

we blush to tell you the year….but a few moons ago we ran away from university and took the train (cheap) to paris and roamed the streets looking for adventure while subsisting on baguette (poor) and, in those days, well you know, we were Young (delusional) and yet we’ve Never lost that urge to run out into the day and sink into the rampant desires of foreign cities and all they offer in the vein of Life and Love and stolen glances and vellum sheets of beauty by the Seine and matches from grand brasseries and magical twisty lanes and……..well, let’s just say, we Adore a day ahead full of promise.

It started here – our Latin Quarter surrealist hotel for the weekend.

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