I thought up this story when I heard this song sung by Julie Andrews. This song, The Last Time I saw Paris was written by Oscar Hammerstein after he had seen what the war did to Paris.
The story takes up after the war and Maria and Georg are in America. Georg works for the United States Government. He is being sent to Paris to set up the embassy there and to help translate documents left by the Germans.
The Last Time I saw Paris
A lady known as Paris, Romantic and Charming
Has left her old companions and faded from view
Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
Her streets are where they were, but there's no sign of her
She has left the Seine
The last time I saw Paris her heart was young and gay,
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café
The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing.
I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years.
The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears.
The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay,
\No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way.
I'll think of happy hours, and people who shared them
Old women, selling flowers, in markets at dawn
Children who applauded, Punch and Judy in the park,
And those who danced at night and kept our Paris bright
Til the town went dark.