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Title: "A small update"

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So apparently, this keyboard is refusing to type correctly in the text box. I cannot fix this. So you are going to get a post in GIBBERISH. ... this is sad.

Yesterday, I walked around. A lot. More than 6 miles. I walked to the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, and ended up at the Centre Georges Pompidou (the modern art museum).

Why?

I was searching. Searching for living statues.

You know the ones: they paint themselves all in silver, gold, grey, white, or black and are masters at standing perfectly still. These are my favorite performers ever, and I have yet to see one. So I was on my search, which was unfruitful in that aspect, but what did I find?

A street performer!

He drew a HUGE crowd. To say that there were 200 people is an UNDERSTATEMENT. He picked three people from the audience: a German man, a Chinese man, and a Canadian woman. He made them do improv things. Oh, it was hilarious.

And since he was performing out in the open square, people were evidently walking by him in order to go to the museum building. He ran up to one woman and pretended to karate kick her in the FACE. She was terrified! She screamed and ran, and we all laughed heartily.

Later, a woman walked through the middle of his 'stage.' He stared at her, waiting for her to pass, when suddenly, she turns around and pulls down her pants. Turns out she was crazy! He had to wrestle her back to the side of the audience and hand her off to a man in the audience, who led her away (after forcibly pulling up her pants).

Oh, Paris.

Then at the end, after his 'volunteers' (victims, rather) sat down, a tiny little girl who was probably 18 months old in a giant jacket waddled out from the crowd. He stopped. He stared. Everyone chuckled quietly. He knelt down and beckoned her over with his index finger. She slowly walked towards him, and he turned away and picked up his jacket.

Suddenly, he pulled a piece of candy out of his jacket! The little girl broke into a run, dashing towards him with grabby hands. The crowd let out a roar of laughter, and he collected spare change from everyone in a giant polka-dotted umbrella.

It was a great day.