Learning to Live in France With(out) The Nose Wrinkle
My relationship with my French teachers became more like the ones I had with my therapists: I desperately wanted them to like me.
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My life as an American in Paris is a far cry from what the glamorous direct-to-DVD movies make it out to be. Still, that’s the story I tell.
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