On the stairs inside RER station Port Royale a Nun offered me a ticket that is valid till next morning. I thank her for her kindness, then she says: "It is only natural, I received it from somebody else as well." and adds: "oh btw your name is Charles now! Bonne soirée." When she runs up the stairs she turns around and yells: "PRAY FOR ME! and I yell back "YES!" 


I don't pray, but after this I think of her at some random moments. I guess that could count.

Billet Paris Visite, 12/06/15, photo