I am down.for.the.count! First, you greet me with Je t’aime in the morning, then you give me Alice in the evening! And so many goodies in between!
It could kill me getting to know you. I can see the headlines now, “American dies in Paris distracted by street art”. The first sentence would read, “American woman, who accidentally walked back into traffic, dies attempting to get a better look at street art.” What would follow the soonest would be snarky remarks like, “Well, at least she died doing what she loved!” In my case, it would be true, and the saving grace?
It happened with you.
Talk about making wishes come true, Paris. You don’t disappoint.