An invitation for lunch.
Sun was smiling on this careless Sunday.
So we took off, straight to Montmartre.
Italian food awaited us in a cosy french apartment.
Lots of people.
Lots of laugh.
Autumn colors.
Dance in the tiny streets.
Twinkling at the sun.
Jazz concert afterwards was the third dessert of the day.
Grazie mille dear A., it was a magical Sunday.
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