Fifteen years of “long time no see”, having my mind rumbling with memories of this endless place, I encountered the same vivid, frantic, anxious Paris as befoere: a beautiful lady who tempts her suitors with the same sweet lyrics sang on different music. If there is one thing that I love most about Paris is this paradoxal intimacy and the neverending joy I felt while visiting the most unexpected and contradictory places, where I could do nothing but feeding my soul with everything my eyes were able to behold. Whatever you do in Paris, you are alone. The city takes over your fears, exaltations or mood shifts with incredible accuracy giving you a different, unique experience every time you’re here. Few places in the world had ever been subject to so many clichees and no other got rid of them with so much grace. Paris remains Paris: generous with everyone and everything