We go up into the station, which we realized was Gare du Nord, and the station is PACKED. People are running around, screaming, total chaos. I have my train ticket in my hand, and Google directions to the airport pulled up on my phone and I started scanning the lobby for someone that my gut says “kind eyes, might work here, def not going to get you murdered”. I see a young man wearing a construction vest just standing around not contributing to the chaos and I approached him, asked if he spoke English.
I was walking home from work one day and there were two young guys cleaning out back of the local cinema. one was singing a bit (i think it was a Disney song). his mate told him “she’s going to think you’re a weirdo”, so I joined in and sang the rest of the song with him while I strolled down the street. never let someone else narrate your story.
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