Weird things happen when the French celebrate their soccer wins. Paris Saint-Germain had just won something that was apparently important because the Champs-Elysées was closed to traffic and full of people.
Oh look - I found a picture from that time!
Anyway, that pic shows room to move. My sisters and I were close enough to the soccer players that everyone was jammed in nuts to butts - quite literally, as it turns out. I felt someone behind me getting creepily close and bumping up against me quite a bit, but being a rather naive 19 year old, I didn't think too much of it. I later discovered what had been going on
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Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night.'
Elitist.
