One day during my second week in Paris I was sitting at the window of a café and past my face walked a woman who looked exactly, exactly like this.
Same hair, mouth, big brown eyes. So classically lovely. It stole my breath and nearly stopped my heart. I wished that I could chase after her, catch her, talk to her, ask her name, but after just a second walking past me, she was gone.
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