So it's settled. I'm moving to France. I'll find work as a cinematographer or maybe just work in a cafe. I don't care if I'm hated for being an American. I'll just watch movies like Amelie and learn. Have you heard that they're trying to make us seem like a romantic city like Paris? New York, I love you is NOT Paris, Je T'aime. New York is bitter, cold and confusing. In every sense. How they're making several love stories that revolve around the boroughs is beyond me. Especially this island. And especially on a snowy night like tonight, where everything is still, and you can almost feel everyone huddled in their beds watching French films wishing they were somewhere else.
Or maybe that's just me.
Sorrentina Palombra
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