Je t’aime Paris, forever my second home
Le Petit Cambodge was one of the theatres of the recent macabre Paris attacks. I got my first flat literally a short walk away when I moved to Paris, and used to go to that restaurant sometimes. I have to admit that I really am surprised by how deeply affected I am by what happened.
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Paris is 5 years of my life, where I've lived most my adult life emotions so far, where I had my first job, where I had my first flat. Put simply, Paris is where my adult life really started.
Paris is where a big part of my family lives, where my other half grew up, where my in-laws live, where most of my friends live. Put simply, Paris is the place where I get love from lots of people dear to me.
Paris is the city of my favourite Football Club ever. Paris is magical. Put simply, PSG has created very early in my childhood an intimate relationship between Paris me.
Paris is the City I love to hate and hate to love, the city I criticise harshly but always defend passionately. Put simply, I probably am more French than I think, more Parisian than I think, because I love French bashing.
Paris is my second home, and always will be. I was in Paris when Charlie Hebdo was attacked and now, even 300 miles away, I feel like a part of me has been attacked. I am thankful to God that my loved ones are safe, and want to express my deepest feelings to families of the victims.
Paris won’t fall, and never will, Parce que Paris est une ville forte et le restera.
Paris, je t’aime!