A pretty blonde strolls the streets of Paris, stumbling upon a bridge covered in locks. Some with notes, some tied with pretty string, all with no explanation. This blonde is my friend Charlotte. You never know where she is in the world, or what she is up to, but her life's always an adventure.
I haven't been to this bridge, nor to Paris, but when I saw this picture I had to have it. I'd like to believe that people in the city of love, take these locks and fasten them to this gate to signify their love for one another. Years go by, relationships grow, change, end, but the locks remain the same. A reminder to us that love is all around us.
Happy Friday
M
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