April 2011
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The Bells of Notre Dame
Last August I stood in front of Notre Dame, holding my Iphone up to the ringing cathedral bells. The late morning felt like dawn but that’s how Paris was — the sun was always low and casting long shadows. Every hour seemed earlier or later than it really was.
I remember the cool breeze, the milling tourists babbling in tongues, the woman next to me crouched beneath her Powershot. A...
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