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Life is happening, everywhere; even if you're crying or laughing. Uncontrollable, time escapes between our fingers, as we dance aimlessly while listening to songs of someone else's yesterday years and passions and desires.
Yes, life is happening – no second coming for us, my friend. We are the ever-changing chimaeras that trip upon the strings of fate; so far, I see no escape.
But smile, my friend, for there is life; to regret, to frown, to daydream, to think of wasted hours and unrequited love, to look up to the sky while the blue immensity wanes and sends us back to the night.
Paris - Puteaux 1960s by Démodé postcards
Niki de Saint Phalle in Paris in 1965
Paris 1968, Antonia highlights Panter
Why am I not Francoise Hardy
Oh Paris, I miss you already ... x
Francoise Hardy - photo by Jeanloup Sieff - Paris 1965