The Identity Exchange

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Not the Paris of guidebooks and postcards, the Paris of a life I had never lived but remembered with the intensity of something actual. I remembered the smell of charcoal on a winter street in Montparnasse. I remembered a piano player in a basement cafe on Rue de Rennes who played Satie and made it sound like the building itself was singing. I remembered a night in late December when snow fell...

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