oyyy, took the 9 train to the 4 train to le puce. I think it's spelled like that, but anyways its a flea market. Une puce is a flea, so 2+2=67. Hopefully, not all flea markets suck as much as this one, I'm sure there are betters. Other than that its back to wine and goat cheese and baguettes at the hotel. Miss you guys, not too much yet. hehe. just being honest. 

Here's a mental fix for you in Heaven Swan. I know its not as good as the real thing, but hell. We will miss you. See ya in hell fucker. 

My kisses go to Luke Swan today, even from Paris. 

Kiss, Kiss. 

I'm still an American.