An Expat Painter in Paris; the Pain and the Passion

Excerpts from the upcoming book

June 6, 2017

I was unpacking my clothes for my week-long stay in London when I began to hear sirens. My first thought was that they're like our American sirens, the tones of which go up at the end, not like the ones in Paris. I made a mental note to mention this to my daughter. 


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