Why have I chosen to live part of my life in this city?  From my window, I see Paris.  I live on a park at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, and Paris everyday, passes by my window.  This being fall, the autumn light casts its darker shadows and through the falling leaves, turning from green to yellow to red to brown, I see the early morning dog walkers, the trash collectors, the pompiers (firemen) jogging through the park. As the light changes and the sky turns from grey to bright blue, I see elderly couples walking hand in hand, mothers and fathers with children squealing with delight as they look up at Gustav Eiffel's contribution to Paris.  Lovers sit on benches arm in arm, kissing and relishing every moment together.  I see writers perched on benches furiously working on their laptops - the park offers wifi, as well as it's ponds, waterfalls, fountains and lawns for the people in Paris to enjoy.  I traveled by bus today to the Luxembourg Gardens - there the statues of elegant and knowing women through history cast their gaze as I walked beneath them.  A smaller replica of the Statue of Liberty stands as a shining symbol of respect between our two very different cultures. As a literary agent, I am thrilled to see that people are reading in Paris - on the bus, in the parks, in the cafés, breathing in the life of this unique and stimulating city.  When they aren't reading, they are in the bistros, heavy in conversation, discussing and exchanging ideas.  This city is alive, with a spirit that captivates and inspires.  Its beauty surrounds you with open arms, and embraces.  As night descends, the city quiets, until a second breath exhales and life begins again in the restaurants, bistros, night clubs, and private homes filled with those ready to experience and contribute to their personal and singular experience in the City of Light.  The next day dawns with its promise.