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"The stereotype about the baguette is actually true. At least it is true in Paris. When I was younger my parents used to send me to the bakery to buy baguettes for dinner. But on my way back home I would, like, eat half of it because it was still so warm and smelled delicious. Wandering around the beautiful streets of my neighborhood with a tower of warm bread in my arms. That's Paris. They even taste differently there. Freshly baked, a thin crust with an inside that almost melts on your tongue. Ah, the nostalgia. My heart really is in Paris."

- Marie, France

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