Paris
June 2016

I went to Paris in the summer of 2016. It was during the UEFA Championship in France so football fans were everywhere. I stayed in a hostel in Belleville. On my first night, I met an artist and his friends at a bar. We got drunk on Georgian liquor, walked around the city, he introduced me to Sparrow, showed me some of his charcoal drawings and his grandmother’s art, complained about Merlot and we talked about love. I wrote a poem about it and took pics of his cat on my phone. The trip highlight was confirming that Paris isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be and that the flâneur lifestyle suits me.