I overheard a newhirer flight attendant in the crew room excitedly tell her friend that she was going to Paris, France, Europe.
People cute.
Years ago, there was some dolt TV reporter in Detroit. DETROIT, the Motor City, Motown.
He told us to be on the lookout for a gray Bonneville, Pontiac.
To make matters worse, he repeated himself.
There’s a Paris, Texas, but only one Paris, France I am aware of.