My Forbidden Secret: Devouring a Stranger on Paris’ Big Wheel
I unlock my private locker, the mental vault where I bury my dirtiest secrets. This one’s from late winter in Paris. Walking alone by the Palais de Justice quays toward Musée d’Orsay after a court win. Rare night in the city, chic hotel waiting. Eyes catch the glowing Big Wheel at Place de la Concorde,…