Who cares if I don't really have my own place for now? I am comfortable enough. Beginning of february, frozen nights, and I ride a bike through a city that I know... this is comfortable enough. I know the streets, I know the language, I know the stores, I know the metro stations and if I get lost, it doesn't even last long enough to be tiring... I need only a few minutes to find my way again. This is Paris, the river, the bridges, Notre-Dame; I am singing out loud in english at night when my ipod plays american songs. Yes, I felt comfortable in San Francisco too after a while; but hey, I've been living for several years here -before.

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