There’s always a slight air of surreality about the between-trains Paris stopover at holiday’s end. I haven’t a clue what they were doing there. Despite the typically mannered insouciance of Rive Gauche natives, they certainly looked like they were enjoying all the attention.
I lost him; but I found myself.
The best background
Hometown for Christmas
A Lafayette Christmas.
Cafés I have known... La Bascule, Montmartre.
Just type "Thomas Pynchon"
great art the day after charlie hebdo
Plastic sandwich. Feed my soul.