EXTERIOR. CAFE. Two girls in matching brown leather moto jackets sit with their backs to the wall on the long banquette seating.

April 9th, 2014, 2pm

It was 5°C. There was moderate breeze.



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Wendy Foster

"I always dream of a pen that would be a syringe." - Jacques Derrida

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