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A tiny park, Parc de l’Etrange, is my secret wonder. Tiny paths twist like spaghetti. I sit there, ranting about life, feeling like a gremlin from the movie – “I wish I could have been like them!” ugh, it's all too dramatic sometimes. The river, Riviere du Rire, chuckles softly by the park. I once saw a couple of tourists fight over a duck. Mad, hilarious, and enough to make you think, “I’m not a real boy, am I?”

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