{"id":242,"date":"2007-07-05T02:43:01","date_gmt":"2007-07-05T07:43:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=242"},"modified":"2007-07-16T02:58:53","modified_gmt":"2007-07-16T07:58:53","slug":"off-to-paris","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=242","title":{"rendered":"Off to Paris"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I had my first class ticket on the TGV. It featured a screaming baby in the car and a broken tray-table at my seat. Perfect.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

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