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He drives for a bit, and the whole way, Monica gawks out the windows to visually feast at every tidbit that they pass. She wants to absorb it all, use it as a muse, and create designs inspired by it. Jackson turns into a parking garage and carefully parks his car. They get out, and Jackson takes her hand as they walk out onto the sidewalk. In front of a large cast iron gate, Jackson asks, “Do you know the Luxembourg Gardens? It’s one of the most beautiful places in Paris.” “I have heard of it and seen photos. It’s like Central Park in New York, a pearl in the middle of the city, right?” Monica looks around, already fully charmed by the greenery and statuary she can see.

They walk along the wide, sandy dirt paths, taking in the sights. There were people everywhere, smiling and chatting, taking advantage of the weather to

play tennis and basketball and sit in groups in the green chairs among the paths. “Would you like to see the Statue of Liberty?” he asks. Monica laughs. “I have. In N