There's a folksong that starts, "A young man goes to Paris, as every young man should. There's something in the Paris air that does a young man good."
Paints a picture, doesn't it? Youth and strength, brisk walks along the wintery Seine; smokey cafes and experienced women; late night philosopy over cheap wine.
Change the character.
"A woman goes to Paris, as every woman should. There's something in the Paris air that does a woman good."
What picture does that paint for you? And why?
