Paintings
The sunlight sometimes falls between the buildings on the streets in Paris. The gray light comes and goes. The pack of Gauloises remains in the shadows. There is a look between women of a certain age, a smile: "We know."
The sunlight sometimes falls between the buildings on the streets in Paris. The gray light comes and goes. The pack of Gauloises remains in the shadows. There is a look between women of a certain age, a smile: "We know."