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was the entrance arch for the fair.
    The Louvre Museum was built in 1190 as a fortress. It was rebuilt as a royal palace in the sixteenth century and became a museum in 1793.
    France is the most visited country in the world, with over 80 million visitors per year.
    The largest bell in the Notre Dame Cathedral weighs about 26,000 pounds!
    The Mona Lisa was stolen from the Louvre in 1911. After two years, French authorities finally found the Italian thief and recovered the painting.
    It took almost 200 years to finish building the Notre Dame Cathedral.
    A replica of the Statue of Liberty stands on Île aux Cygnes, a man-made island in the middle of the Seine River, which runs through Paris.
    France makes almost 400 different types of cheese!
    The Tour de France started in 1903 and is the most famous bike race in the world. Competitors bike almost 2,000 miles all around France over twenty-three days.
    Montmartre, a hill in the northern part of Paris, is the highest point in the city.

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    Excerpt from Flat Stanley’s Worldwide Adventures #12: Escape to California
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Caught in San Francisco
    The hills in San Francisco were so steep that all the parked cars looked as if they were going to roll away. Stanley Lambchop was climbing the sidewalk alongside his old friend Thomas Anthony Jeffrey, whom the Lambchops were visiting on their family vacation.
    â€œI can’t believe how much has happened since the last time I saw you,” Stanley said to Thomas as they walked with Stanley’s parents and brother, Arthur, up the hill. “You had just moved to California, and it was my first time traveling by mail. I hadn’t even been flat long enough to get creased!”
    Thomas laughed. “I remember opening your envelope. You smelled like egg salad.”
    Arthur shook his head. “I told you, Mom: Egg salad and milk in the mail is a bad idea!”
    â€œAre a bad idea,” corrected Stanley’s mother, who was a stickler for good grammar. “I didn’t want Stanley to go hungry. After all, it was his first time away from home!”
    â€œI remember thinking, California, wow! ” Stanley went on. “I’d never traveled so far away. And to think, now I’ve been all over the world.”
    â€œYou have had a lot of excitement,” said Thomas. Then he added playfully, “Though you still kind of smell like egg salad.”
    â€œI do not!” cried Stanley, cracking up.
    Since the bulletin board over Stanley’s bed had fallen and flattened him, he had been to Egypt, Kenya, France, Australia, and lots of other places—but there was still something nice about exploring a city like San Francisco with his family and a good friend. Thomas had shown them Haight Ashbury, where everyone seemed to be wearing tie-dye T-shirts, and taken them on an old-fashioned-looking cable car to Union Square, where people in business suits hurried in and out of skyscrapers. Except for the moment at Fisherman’s Wharf when a group of tourists had recognized Stanley and insisted on taking pictures with him, Stanley felt like a regular sightseer. Now they were heading to the Japantown district for dinner.
    As they came to the top of the hill, Stanley suddenly heard a scream. He spun around to see a girl in a wheelchair barreling down the middle of the street.
    â€œHELP!” the girl shrieked.
    Stanley leaped into action. “Thomas, throw me! Quick!”
    â€œWhat?” said Thomas, in shock.
    But then Arthur stepped up, took Stanley’s hands, and launched him into the air like a boomerang.
    â€œStanley, don’t!” his father yelled after him. As the wheelchair zoomed past, Stanley caught the back of it with both arms. His body ballooned backward like a parachute, and the wheelchair slowed.
    â€œI have you!” Stanley reassured the girl.
    But then