Midnight

I am finding the french ways of life strange at first, but very very comfortable. Like right now I sit at the dining room table typing this post and eating a chocolate bar and typing, typing away until the morning. While my host father is singing La Marseillaise, the French national anthem while drinking homemade mint tea. C'est la vie francais, ce n'est pas?

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