I like it at 8 o'clock at night when the French are tucked away at their dinner tables and I'm out in the streets playing with light, silhouettes and reflections.
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Salut, Shoshana! scribing thoughts from the mind of a paradoxical quiet thinker/loud laugher who feels in colours, words, books, trees, textures and so so so much more.
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