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My Vegan Parisian Adventure
A vegan francophile returns to her adopted hometown
Friday, June 11, 2010
Cold Feet
This was supposed to be an entry on getting cold feet about the France move, but I lost my enthusiasm in the middle of writing and decided to scratch it.
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Aurelia
Francophile. Vegan. Unabashed dreamer. Throwing caution out the window to live a life of adventure in one of the world's most beautiful cities.
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