An American in Paris
(11/19/15 5:58am)
Today I woke up late. Ambulances at the hospital across the street from my host family’s home had cried out at least until 2 a.m., at which point I had put in earbuds. After eating breakfast and sitting, looking over the developments from the past night, the conclusions, the theories, the still-unknowns, etc., I walked out into the streets of Paris.