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    • ἀγάπη
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    • Eyes of a child
    • Her arms
    • Home / Chez soi
    • Laughter
    • Les Trois Mousquetaires
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • Parisians
    • Tattoos
    • The Fanfare / La Fanfare 
    • The “perfect” family
    • The rain
    • The Stranger
  • Deep thoughts
    • ἀγάπη
    • Her arms
    • Imagine ça
    • La Vérité
    • Music 
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • Raw
    • Religion 
    • The étoiles
    • Tonight, I’m writing / Ce soir, j’écris
  • En français
    • Imagine ça
    • Home / Chez soi
    • La Vérité
    • Laughter
    • Music 
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • The Fanfare / La Fanfare 
    • Tonight, I’m writing / Ce soir, j’écris
  • Short stories
    • HADES
    • Table 9
    • The Dark Oak Wood
  • About
  • Paris
    • ἀγάπη
    • Dreamers
    • Eyes of a child
    • Her arms
    • Home / Chez soi
    • Laughter
    • Les Trois Mousquetaires
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • Parisians
    • Tattoos
    • The Fanfare / La Fanfare 
    • The “perfect” family
    • The rain
    • The Stranger
  • Deep thoughts
    • ἀγάπη
    • Her arms
    • Imagine ça
    • La Vérité
    • Music 
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • Raw
    • Religion 
    • The étoiles
    • Tonight, I’m writing / Ce soir, j’écris
  • En français
    • Imagine ça
    • Home / Chez soi
    • La Vérité
    • Laughter
    • Music 
    • Paris, quoi faire… 
    • Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour
    • The Fanfare / La Fanfare 
    • Tonight, I’m writing / Ce soir, j’écris
  • Short stories
    • HADES
    • Table 9
    • The Dark Oak Wood
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    Les Trois Mousquetaires

    Ayesha / Thu 23.02.2023 / 1 Comment

    I couldn’t tell you when they became my people, but at some point, along the way, they did. People always talk about their best friends from university, the ones with whom they do…

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  • En français,  Paris

    Laughter

    Ayesha / Thu 09.02.2023 / 0 Comments

    The metro driver who pulls into the platform laughing. The security person at the door, who makes a joke as you walk in, chuckling. The guy who stretches in the library, free and…

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  • En français,  Paris

    Paris, quoi faire… 

    Ayesha / Mon 06.02.2023 / 0 Comments

    Paris est dur. Les touristes sont durs à gérer et parfois je veux simplement, une rue sans personne. Je voudrais pouvoir traverser les rues, seules, sans avoir besoin d’éviter des foules comme un…

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  • Deep thoughts,  En français,  Paris

    Paris, the city of love / Paris, la ville de l’amour

    Ayesha / Tue 24.01.2023 / 0 Comments

    Love. Well, you may have guessed it my dear readers. I am indeed a hopeless romantic. I spend my days dreaming about l’amour and seeing it everywhere around me, which is hardly surprising…

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  • Paris

    The rain

    Ayesha / Wed 21.12.2022 / 0 Comments

    The rain is falling. The rain is falling against my window, letting me know that I’m not alone, just like it did back home when I didn’t appreciate it. I open the window…

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  • Paris

    Metro Rides

    Ayesha / Sun 18.12.2022 / 0 Comments

    There’s something about metro rides.  The couples. The girl, who touches her foot to his. She leans into him. Her smile lights up the carriage and her laughter echoes through each of us. …

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  • Paris

    Happiness 

    Ayesha / Fri 16.12.2022 / 0 Comments

    Happiness. You find it in the little moments of life. Having a cup of two euro wine with a speculoos crêpe on a Friday night in Paris is a little moment, part of…

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