Leaving my conference in Paris, I headed down the hill and found myself in the midst of the most marvelous flea market. For an instant I began to covet — then I began to photograph the things I loved best instead.
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Leaving my conference in Paris, I headed down the hill and found myself in the midst of the most marvelous flea market. For an instant I began to covet — then I began to photograph the things I loved best instead.
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ah, this makes me sad i didn't come with you this time. how marvellous we can travel vicariously though!
Posted by: kristina - no penny for them & mostly berlin | 03 July 2012 at 11:23 PM