One of my favorite times of year in Paris is the transition between winter and spring.It's that miraculous moment when the gray dampness lifts and the first rays of warm sunlight begin to creep their way along rooftops, through windows, over bridges.It's still coat weather, but hope is in the air.More importantly, it's the moment when droves of Parisians emerge from indoors after months of hibernation.
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