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Human stage. Subway natural composition.
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Please, hold onto the banisters!
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Framed early birds.
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Safe in daddy’s arms.
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Reflection.
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“The only paradise is paradise lost.” Marcel Proust.
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She’s a lady.
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“I sometimes find soft my sadness when you’re away. Because it means that you are nevertheless, somewhere in my life.”
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“Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.” Voltaire.
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Under the Robert’s eye.
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“— Will he see me? — Will she call me back?”
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Breathe.
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Public transportation.
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Catch the light and the moment of our human “Commedia”.
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You could be the One (in a Mondrian world). At least, you’re the star of your own life.
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There must be Paris, out there.
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Love & red wall.
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The brotherly kiss.
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So far.
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The courtship.
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“Esperando a Robert Capa”, de Susana Fortes.
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The green stairs.
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Rebel. Paris, subway station, march 2012.
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Voyeur(s).
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Paris, Hôtel de ville’s subway station, for a Doisneau’s exhibit, march 2012.
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“I’d like to be a farmer but in a big city.”
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Subway Lights for Modern Lovers.
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“Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” Carl Jung
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“I’ve got a strange feeling. Don’t you, honey?”
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Make-up, subway, february 2012.
