"The photos speak of an acceptance of things as they are. The inevitable death of us all and the last photo – that last unposed shot to remind us of our friends, of our loss of the times we had in a past captured only on film in black and white."/Robert Frank

I en liten takvåning nästan precis mittemellan Châtelet och Bastille lyser flitens lampa inatt och på gatan nedanför vägrar människorna låta söndagen bli till en måndag.
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