How Many Beers Must One Have Before Saying, "YES! I'll Take Her!"?

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When we were in Paris in '91, we were dropped off in the middle of the Red Light District thanks to Wolfgang the crazy German bus driver. We meaning my mom, dad, and about 30 other Americans including a classmate (I was a senior, he was a junior I think) The Red Light District. Parents. Classmate. These things don't belong together. I vividly recall seing a couple of nuns walking away from the District and I asked my dad if they took a wrong turn. He said to ask them. No, that's ok, I'll just guess. I bring this up because, well come on, the Red Light District? Hello? Anyway, I remember the hookers and sex show women looking a hell of a lot better than this one. I feel I must clarify here, when I say sex show women, I mean the ones in the windows with the signs stating Live Sex Show Inside. I never saw a show but lots of tahtahs and other nether regions. I wouldn't say I was a prude but my life was never the same after walking those few blocks. Oh Paris, how you have marked my life.

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Anonymous said…

You are SO lucky! How many other people can say they saw the Red Light District in Paris? Or rather, how many people have become accidental tourists in the Red Light District of Paris. You have travelled the unbeaten path, Trish! Congrats!

(Did you get pics? GRIN!)

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