The favorite segment is the last one, with the American tourist speaking slowly in unfamiliar French. She was a fat woman in her forties. She wanted to go to Paris, so she studied French at night school for two years. Then I finally saved enough money to go to Paris. She lives in a not-so-good hotel, but she still feels good when she asks for directions in French on the street. She went to the places of interest and stood at a high point and looked into the distance. At that moment, she felt a little lonely—it would be great if there was someone by her side who could tell this person, "You see how beautiful this place is."
So she thought of her ex-boyfriend, and immediately thought she was funny. After all, they were all married and had three children. Then she walked slowly into the park, sat down, and looked around at the strangers. There were old people, children, and young people, and she took out a sandwich and ate it. Then look around again. At this time, she had a strange feeling in her heart, as if something was flowing. The colors around us are beautiful. That's what it's like to be alive, she said.
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