The square people I met today had one obvious thing in common: beautiful hair. Blair not only had great style but gorgeous, red hair. Later in the day, I met David who was teaching himself French on his favorite bench in the park. He is hoping to reach a certain level of fluency before studying with another guitarist in Paris next year. I ended up sharing some standard phrases that would get him through a conversation, such as, "Où est le W.C.?" and the French-y, sentence-filler, "Euh..."Just another day, hair and there around the square...
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