We found a cool Christmas market. Turns out it was secretly run by the English. Kind of explains why it was good
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The (mainly photographic) adventures of an English physics PhD student living near Paris
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- Busy pizza
- Every good hotel has a piano
- Gershwin Art
- Stair use instructions
- Toilet decor
- This my friends is a reuben
- Automated coffee roaster tubes
- Black Friday
- For when the communists attack
- Father Christmas!
- Macy's day parade, I choose you
- Another decent cup of coffee
- New York water
- SQUIRREL
- Vats o chocolate
- Smoking building
- Free poems in the market
- Our room had odd art
- The Gershwin
- Neon hell 2: Where the fire engines close busy roa...
- Neon hell
- I do not understand...
- Same coffee shop
- Now tipping is a bane upon mankind...
- The best got chocolated in the world
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