Everything is shaken. Fear comes to the eyes of my Parisian friend. The next day, I find Notre Dame surrounded by the gray hulks of armoured vehicles and by police in helmets and bulletproof vests. I am searched before being allowed into the Hotel de Ville to meet city officials. Paris has been under siege by terrorists.
Life goes on in the city of lights.
Paris is awash with autumn color. People are still walking along the Champs leys es. Cafes are busy. There might be fewer tourists, but foreigners, like the Japanese girl with crooked teeth, still scan the sights from atop the Arc de Triomphe. On a personal note, I lament the girl who got away.