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  <subtitle>I stopped and stared at him. I noticed that he had the strangest eyes - one was blue, the other brown.

&amp;quot;You have different colored eyes,&amp;quot; I said, realizing only after how stupid I sounded.

&amp;quot;Oui. I think you call it, recessive genes?&amp;quot;

I noticed he was still holding my hand. I firmly but gently detached it. &amp;quot;Oui. I mean yes. Listen, can you tell me where I can find the Louvre?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Not the _Louvre._ That tourist trap. You can't see the paintings for the tourists!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Well, I want to see the Mona Lisa,&amp;quot; I said stubbornly.

&amp;quot;No, you must go to my favorite museum. The mus&#233;e d'Orsay is wonderful, you are sure to love it. We can take a bateaux-mouche so you can see how beautiful la Seine is.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Um. I don't know...&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Please say yes. I can practice mon Anglais.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Well, I _did_ want to take a bato moosh.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Non. C'est _bateaux-mouche_.&amp;quot;

I could feel the warmth spreading out from my temple to my cheeks.

&amp;quot;It's settled then,&amp;quot; he said as he took my arm in his. &amp;quot;You'll practice your French, I'll practice my English.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-17T19:37:28Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Practice</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Have you ever been to France?  Or do you actually know how to speak it? just wondering =]&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-17T19:37:28Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Practice</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;lol he reminds me of David Bowie with the different colored eyes. I love how he just completely changed her plans. I don&amp;#8217;t think she minds too much though.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-06T05:40:39Z</published>
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      <name>penguincaptain18</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Practice</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh, yeah &amp;#8211; I love the different colored eyes. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-20T17:43:06Z</published>
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      <name>emma jo_234</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hee hee. I like this. =] They&amp;#8217;d be cute together. Delightful.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-20T17:42:31Z</published>
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      <name>emma jo_234</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This is so lovely&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;m going to read more!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-14T17:11:42Z</published>
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      <name>NightMaiden</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Practice</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Presumptive lad, isn&amp;#8217;t he?  Those French can be so persistently romantic.  Fun little story about strangers in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-15T17:38:00Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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