I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody calling me up for favors And no one’s future to decide – Joni Mitchell American writers have been rhapsodizing about Paris since Ben Franklin’s powdered wig was peeking down some bustier. There’s not much I can add — literary-wise — … Continue reading Free Man In Paris
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