The look

Dreary, cold, damp, busy day but with the welcome relief of a bit of fresh air at lunchtime around the markets.

Looking through the shots later I just loved the look on her face. Very deep, in a pretentious blipper noir kinda way.

I spent too much of my youth smoking Gauloises and reading Sartre in Cafe Tabac attempting to look deep.

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