I have butterflies in my stomach everytime I see the River Seine.
Its beauty, mystery, power and serenity bewitch me.If the Seine was human, I think she would be a Woman,
If the Seine was a Man, I know I would be in Love with him.
The whole blog is currently going through changes of the "editorial line" (how conceited eh?). Anywas from random ramblings of an African girl in Paris, I'll be focusing more on those that I like to call Black Avant-Garde: musicians, singers, poets, writers, designers and all kind of artists and even everday people who are trying to do things other than what they are supposed to be doing. So watch this space, you don't wanna miss out on the next Jean-Michel Basquiat, do you? Exactly.
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