Neymar stares down at me stares down at me from the flagpole outside the Parc des Princes. Kylian Mbappe has his arms folded on one side of the Brazilian, and the perennial grin of the greatest player of all time shines out on the other. The billboard proudly claims “Ici C’est Paris” – this is Paris. I stand for there for a moment, hail a taxi, and begin the short trip up the Boulevard Perepherale. This isn’t Paris. Not really.
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