Letter from Laura (July, 2023)

Paris by night, the vegetable revolution, dinner for one, and more...

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by an unsettling smell that took me more than a few minutes to identify. It didn’t seem to be overly close, not at first, but then it became stronger and stronger, until I could no longer stand it and had to get up and shut all the windows. By then, there was no mistaking it: burning rubber. Why in Paris? Why i…