Naughty Stopover in 1970s Paris: One Wild Night with Florence
It wasn’t late, that Tuesday winter night in 1970s Paris. Place Victor Hugo stood empty. The glowing geyser lit up rare cars. Terraces of brasseries clung to life. Mine had just a few tables lit, keeping the lone waiter awake. There I was, suitcase by my feet from the train station transit, sipping coffee with […]