Sunday, March 8, 2020

Deux Filles a la Seine

Or something like that.

If you think it's bad in script you should hear me try to say it.

I am the major source of winces all over Paris when I am there and invoke my right as an American tourist to speak French.

But serially, as the Smothers Brothers used to say, I don't know how I lived, photographically speaking, before the advent of pretty long reach telephoto lenses.

And the staff of Le D├ępart always humour me.



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