I walked down to the Quai de Valmy, stopping at a recommended cafe, 10 Belles. (Had a spot of bother with the French, but it turns out the guy was Mancunian, so that's alright.) Puttered about that area for awhile -- there is an excellent art book store there, where I got a book on color, that I look forward to reading: "it's not by chance that we see red, laugh yellow, become green with fear, blue with anger..."
In an attempt to really go all-in on being in France, I had bibimbap for lunch.
From there, I walked down to the Henri Cartier Bresson Foundation -- actually quite a ways past it, because I missed a turn. This image is part of the French archives, if I remember correctly. I partially took it because you can see (in the back) one of the buildings has art painted on it. I've seen that several times.
Then I sat and read in the Elie Weisel memorial park, which smelled so summery. The flowers are really out, much more so than they were in Chicago when I left.
And, apparently, I can't really take a selfie without smirking, but here you go...
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