a little bit of homesickness and a lot of jetlag sets in on day four of paris. enjoying walking down rue saint merri because someone always gives me an appreciative look. walking up the slope of centre pompidou at that beautifully weird time when the sun is vanishing but it's not dark. getting lost lost lost. just got a new apartment back home, on 5th street between avenue a and b, the same street as tableau, anil gupta's studio, le gamin, bouche bar, and lavagna, around the corner from max and la gold finche, one block from wonderbar, maurice, and frederic. anyone need a summer sublet in the lower east side?