18 stories about love, the last one touched the deepest. A fat middle-aged American woman comes to Paris alone to start her own adventure. In this place far away from home, away from work, away from friends, and away from all familiar people, she climbed to the top of a high-rise building, overlooking the whole of Paris, and suddenly wanted to share the beauty in front of her with someone: "It's beautiful, isn't it? "But there is no one around, even the ex she can think of, has started a family and hasn't been in touch for 11 years. Maybe she has a lot of friends in America and the best dog in the world to keep her company, and she says she's optimistic, but none of that means much at this moment. At this moment, she is just a lonely traveler with no one to share the joy, and this unshareable beauty makes her sad.
She visited the tombs of famous people and learned from the guidebook that Sartre and Beauvoir were buried there after their lovers died; she found that Diaz, who ruled Mexico for 30 years, was now buried in the ground, unable to speak. Life always comes to an end. Some people can be buried with their beloved soulmates after death, while others, no matter how famous, are buried alone under this cold tombstone. This woman imagined the situation after her death, and no one must come to see her, right?
Alive, alive, she was in the park thinking about the meaning of life in the moment. This city full of love also reminded her of some things, some things she didn't know, some things she had been looking forward to, some things she had forgotten, some things she might have missed. Maybe it's her love.
In this city of love, without you, even with all kinds of customs, who else can I tell you?
Off-topic: I received a film from my uncle in Paris before, and I asked him:
Uncle, do you love Paris?
Love
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