Here's the deal: You and your sweetie buy a padlock, write your names on it, clip it on the bridge, and throw the key into the Seine. And you will live happily ever after together for ever and ever. [The cynic in me is rolling my eyes, but I do love the gesture.]
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leaving a padlock on this bridge used to be more special. But now some people got smart and started selling padlocks to tourists, which has made the bridge become COMPLETELY COVERED with padlocks. I think it makes it less romantic... oh well.
So, did you buy one?
How long do the padlocks stay there for? I can totally imagine some thoughtful government type turning up with some bolt cutters!
I liked when you called them "licks" on Facebook. What is more loving than a lick?! ;)
Joey: Dunno, but the spaces are getting used up fast!
Theresa: Haha. Yeah, my smart phone is so smart that it changes words on me. And since I need readers now, I don't notice the tiny type typos ;/
Andrea: No because I was solo. F-stop had to work so he could not come to Paris
VG: Yes, those padlock peddlers were on the bridge when I walked by.
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