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Some random street nearby.



Me playing professor.



Me and some peeps at our housewarming party. I only know the girl on the right. Having known us for maybe 10 minutes, her mom was willing to be the co-signer for our apartment. Can you imagine that happening in France or the US?



We don't actually know that many people so we literally invited everyone we could think of, including the barristas at the amazing literary cafe across the street. Excellent espresso, tons of used books in various languages, including the complete works of Trotsky in Spanish, and a great ambiance. It's already my second home, Olivier's too.

A side note: there are a surprising number of adults with braces here. I have no idea why.

The party is just getting started here, and was a great success.



Noemie and Sandrine, under the influence. Sandrine is a French exchange student and one of my students. Actually there were five of my students there that night, so I had to talk with everyone and dance and play DJ so they wouldn't be able to tell the other students what a nerd I actually am.



The aftermath, 3:30am. At 3:15pm, we had only just finished the heavy-duty cleaning.