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Changing Hemispheres (8)

Part one: moving over and in

From Paris to home, January 2015

Unbeknownst to me, of course, the train station wasnt far from my modest hotel, in Montmartre. This meant, of course, that I parted with another of my limbs in payment for a taxi, fetched for me by a touter who no doubt spends his holidays in the Seychelles in the cabin next to the driver who took me to Camping Les Clairettes, if you will remember from episode (2). On the other hand, I was in Monmartre! 

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