Funny thing happened on the way to the Metro
Friday, March 23, 2012 at 6:45PM
Laurel

I think she might be smaller than my father's miata, a car that is pretty much the bain of my existence. She is white, which is another thing I cannot stand. I have always hated white cars, let's face it, why get white when there are so many other pretty colors out there, like red! She is Italian, so I assume she has a very good horn. She is older than me, by 11 years, Paris and I have already named her.

I am in love with this car. I never even knew she existed, but when I saw her, i was lost to her.

I have a set idea of how much I will allow myself to go into hawk for her. If I can get her back to CA for that price, then great! If not, maybe the owner will let me borrow her for a drive outside of Paris.

Meet Fleur, the 1971 fiat 500 parked for sale about a block away from my flat.

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