Parisian memories come back, with the first coffee and cigarette she wake up finally in her small attic studio, she looks at the autumn leaves falling from the window, after that the lover of a night was just gone.
New post on my Flickr(credits) and Tumblr:
https://flic.kr/p/2mBHCNx
https://freshfrenchangel.tumblr.com/
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