You can't, 'cause, like, you look around, every... Every street, every boulevard is its own special art form. And when you think that in the cold, violent, meaningless universe, that Paris exists, these lights... I mean, come on, there's nothing happening on Jupiter or Neptune, but from way out in space... You can see these lights, the cafes, people drinking, and singing... I mean, for all we know, Paris is the hottest spot in the universe.
