A surprising aspect of this cross-generational holiday is the level of concurrence between father and son about what constitutes an 'attractive' woman here in Paris, despite an inappropriate age gap (on my part). There's even a level of agreement on the rather outre subject of Japanese teenagers.
The Boulevard St-Michel is, to this type of 'birding', what the marshes of the Carmargue delta are to its more legitimate cousin.
"Her in the green!"
"Where?"
"Over there"
'Wow! 9.3"
etc etc...
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