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photo: Martin G. Wienert
After a busy day in Paris we relax in our hotel room.
"Look at this!" My husband is a bit angry. "The aircon is dripping. We have to call the room service."
The young man comes from Nice and he tells us that he doesn't need an aircon, that he does like heat and that Nice is much nicer than Paris. A towel for the puddle on the floor is his solution for the problem. The repair service will come tomorrow. I tell him that I love Paris and Nice and...